#ruby lake

[huariqueje]

Clouds Over Ruby Lake  -   Clayton Anderson

Canadian, b. 1964-

Acrylic on canvas , 24 x 30 in.

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[seasonsofserendipity]

Ruby Lake Reflections || John Muir Trail, CA, USA

[courtneygarvin]

Plants and friends at Ruby Lake, British Columbia, July 2018.

[usuallysecretimmerlakes]

Ruby: How are you feeling?

Lacey: I feel good most days! After the baby we’ll plan the wedding and I’m adopting Atticus and everything is good!

Ruby: Lacey...really how are you feeling?

Lacey: My back hurts and this kid is hungry all the time! Help me Auntie!

[bettergeology]

A year ago today… I hiked up to Ruby Lake, in the High Sierras. 11,000 feet never felt so good!

The lake itself is nestled in a glacial Cirque, a round depression left by the last holdout of a glacier bounded by a terminal moraine. It’s not known how deep this lake is, but it remarkably clear and you can see very far into the water from the shore. The glacier was visible prominently until about a hundred years ago, and now remains only under a large pile of rocks. 

[pcttrailsidereader]

Remembering

How do you record, remember, and express the variety of experiences and encounters on the PCT? Today many hikers post on YouTube or create blog sites that they maintain before, during, and after their hike. For me the approach began with keeping a journal and taking pictures. Over time that effort has included writing haiku's or simple free verse to try to capture what I was seeing and experiencing. 

Looking back at a few of those journals I have revisited some of those creative attempts at recalling a place, time, or experience.  The place, time, and experience I would like to return to is a trip from July and August 2012 hiking the PCT and JMT from Tuolumne Meadows to Whitney Portal. Once again, this was a hike with my dear friends and longtime hiking partners Rees Hughes and Jim Peacock. 

Following are a series of haiku's from this trip. These were inspired from an earlier PCT hike Rees and I had done with our wives and two of our daughters a couple of years prior. That trip and those poems were published in the Oregon/Washington volume of The Pacific Crest Trailside Reader under the title of ‘Walking in 5-7-5′. 

Time has come now

Rhythms return spirits high

Trail welcomes us

After arriving at Ruby Lake I attempted to reflect on the day. One thing that is not at all unusual along this stretch of the PCT are pack horses and equestrian hikers. 

Sweet smell of horses

They pass before us, we know

Boot prints over past hoof prints 

After a few days on the trail a rhythm gets established. Near Red’s Meadow these two reflections found their way to the page. 

JMT up, up

PCT down, up, down, up

JMT down, down

We sit, chat, laugh, think

Savoring chocolate bits

Remember this time

So often when we are alone in the surrounding nature it comes to mind, are we the first? Has anyone notice this place? This haiku tries to note that wondering. 

Vanilla pine smell

Ponderosas touch blue sky 

Who knows about this? 

Hiking with Jim and Rees is one of the joys of my life. After days together we often settle on similar feelings of appreciation for being together. These  last two haiku’s attempt to mark both what we feel and what we see and how we hold those close.  

How can this happen? 

Three from different places

Same feeling, same heart

Alpen glow shines bright

Is it rose or orange or brick?

Our memories know

As I have shared these now I am transported back to that time and those places. My hope is you may have joined me there. 

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