Bears, snow and glacial lakes
Today we massively psyched ourselves up. We packed a small boatload of food, 1.5l of water each and our newly purchased waterproofs (bought due to being rained on multiple times) and drove up to the start of the Mt Rose trailhead.
Mt Rose is the second largest peak on Lake Tahoe, and of course we wanted to climb it. Now I’d read something about there being snow at the top, but we just put on an extra layer and I nicked some of Tom’s socks.
Off we trudged from the car park, where people were preparing their snowboards and donning woolly hats. Hmm. After a mile or so of hiking, we came across…well, a lot of snow.
Now I am very determined once I’ve decided to do something and kept quiet, slowly picking my way through to try to keep my shoes dry. After a while, Tom finally said, “I’m not sure this is a wise idea.” Sheepishly, we came back down the mountain. I was v frustrated as I had been planning the route in detail so had to listen to One Direction on full blast to calm down.
Well! We actually found the most beautiful hike ever instead of the mountain. We headed down the road for a while and pulled into the nearest National Park which had a hike to a glacier lake. It sounded cool. We set off again, several layers lighter and bizarrely with boiling sun to accompany us.
A lady we met on the trail decided to tell us that someone further up had spotted bears. Apparently if they attack, you have to pretend you are bigger than you are, shout loudly and hit trees. As we continued our walk, convinced every tree trunk was a bear, I imagined that actually I would probably just ditch the shouting and run away. Luckily for us, we weren’t put to the test…
Four miles uphill (this was like the France cycle all over again: flipping hills that go on forever!) we caught our first glimpse of the lake. I think you’ll agree that it was stunning. The air was so fresh and fragrant, the lake so peaceful and it was a blindingly sunny day.
Hurrah! Who needs mountains when you have a scene like this?