High Sierra Trail Part 1 - Lodgepole Campground, Wolverton to Buck Creek Crossing

Day Zero: Los Angeles, CA to Lodgepole Campground, Sequoia National Park: 225 miles (drive) - 6,467 feet elevation gain

Saturday morning, we all met up at my cousin Chris', who was dropping us off at the Sequoia NP side of our trip. Czarina coming from Northern CA, already spent the night there. Joe, who arrived the previous night from Las Vegas, and I were dropped off by Kari. And Ryan, who was also coming from SGV (like me!), also got dropped off. The Quartet have converged!

We left Los Angeles at 9:00 a.m., with the intention of leaving at 7 a.m. I blame my weak resistance to my uncle's usual Saturday breakfast spread of eggs, garlic fried rice and bacon! (nom). We loaded up Chris' car, bid Kari goodbye, and left her our itinerary for the entire week for safety, since she's the one who'll be picking us up a week later at Whitney Portal (I always love our reunions when I adventure sans her, days of missing her is a sight for sore eyes!).

The drive up to Sequoia National Park was, as always, beautiful. No matter how many times I have made this travel up to the park (Trivia: it's our favorite National Park!), I never tire of this journey. The change from busy L.A. traffic with views of concrete buildings, to views of endless farmlands, then to the hills and mountains that loom closer and closer, and then the views of the valley down below as you continue the drive up to the park. It always still amazes me.

After a not-so-quick lunch at The Corner Cafe in Visalia (awesome diner food if you're in the area, by the way!) and a stop by the Giant Forest area in the park, where we saw a bear roaming around the lower parking lot, we arrived at the Lodgepole campground and opted to pick up a box of pizza at the Lodgepole Market to bring over to our campsite for dinner, while we do pack shakedowns.

Pizza Pack Shakedown.. but first a pic!
The starting cast (from upper right): Me, Ryan, Joe, Czarina,
and featuring: Chris.

At camp, we set-up the tent that we were all going to be squishing in to for the night and then undid all the packing we each did at our respective homes. Surveyed our packs' previous contents and each other's, deciding what needs to be left behind and if we missed to consolidate anything. By dusk, we've all repacked our backpacks and happy with all our starting  pack weights for tomorrow. Joe, I think, was the happiest, he shed almost 10 lbs from his pack! Which enabled him to borrow Chris' camp chair and for which he was grateful to have had on the trail!

Done with re-packing, we gathered up some wood for a campfire and huddled around for a bit before calling it an early night. Early day the next day, permit pick up at 7:00 a.m. at the Visitor Center, and us girls were determined to have one last shower with indoor plumbing at the Lodgepole Market.

Day 1: Wolverton Trailhead to Buck Creek Crossing: 10 miles - 100 feet elevation loss

We awoke to a light drizzle at our campsite Sunday morning (jump off day!) but no rain, drizzle or wet ground was going to damper us on this day, Day 1 of our High Sierra Trail adventure!

We were promptly at the wilderness desk by 7:00 a.m. and already there was a small crowd gathered, picking up permits for various trails. The permit issuer noticed the small crowd and decided to grab everyone's attention and did the mandatory review of park backcountry rules altogether (smart move on her part! Otherwise she'd be like a broken record for the next 20 mins).

No rain. No heat. No hail. No sleet.
Shall keep these hikers off their feet!
- inspired by the postman's creed

After receiving our permit, the guys had gone ahead to grab breakfast and us girls went straight to the shower room armed with quarters before catching with them for breakfast. Showered and bellies full with breakfast burritos, we took the short drive to our trailhead at Wolverton, the alternate starting point for the High Sierra Trail. The Lake/Alta Trail from Wolverton connects with the High Sierra Trail at almost the same distance as starting at Crescent Meadow.

The drizzle started to come down harder (but not a downpour just yet!), as soon as Chris put the car on park. Mother Nature wanted to send us off to a wet start! After some obligatory, not-so-pretty, getting-drenched-now, "before photos", we said goodbye to Chris, gave last minute directions going home, and thanked him profusely. And off we go to have a wet 'n wild day!

On the Lakes Trail, we met a few hikers heading out. We all bid each other quick hello's and happy trail wishes, couldn't stop for a chat lest we get ourselves more wet. In theory, figured movement can keep us from getting soaked. Might be true, considering the sooner we get to camp, the sooner we can get sheltered!

At about a mile and a half, we hit the trail junction, with the left fork continuing on the Lakes Trail to lakes Heather, Aster (both no camping), Emerald and Pear. We took the right fork in the direction of Alta Peak that meets up with the High Sierra Trail. We came across a couple of "hoppable" downed trees on the trail, and after a steep last stretch, arrived at beautiful Panther's Gap. The sun was still not showing herself and the clouds were flying low, but still Panther's Gap has an awe inspiring view (Note to self: Come back on this spot, on a blue bird.)

We will be graced with this incredible view for majority of this day's hike. A mile more to go to the Alta Peak junction. Then 2.2 miles more to Mehrten Creek that'll get us on the High Sierra Trail. The rain had let up a bit, though the air was still damp, still lots of moisture.

Alta Peak and Mehrten Creek Junction

The trees have started getting thicker, we eventually found ourselves at the Mehrten Creek junction. We're now, finally, on the High Sierra Trail! We still had 2 miles from this point to get to our destination for the day: Nine Mile Creek, where there's a standard sized bear box.

Low rolling clouds accompanied and entertained us along the trail. They were like curtains teasing us, giving us sneak peeks of the valley below us. I could easily just sit on a cliff's edge and get lost watching the clouds roll in.. thicken.. cover a peak then roll back and reveal what it hid. Find the inner kid in us and play a game of peek-a-boo with nature.

Arriving at Nine Mile Creek, some of the hikers we met along the trail have either, already settled in or are settling in and pitching camp. It appeared to be a small area and already getting filled up. We debated and considered that we still have enough sunlight left to push on 2 more miles, but the ranger also mentioned that Buck Creek Crossing was also a small camp area. We took our chances armed with the thought that we'll have 2 miles less to hike for Day 2.

As the trail started going steeply downward, down below, we caught a glimpse of a large bear box, 2 small tents pitched up close by and Joe (who went ahead of us) waving frantically, looking ready to scream "Land ho!". We finally arrived at our first camp site for the week, Buck Creek Crossing! With still enough day light (though overcast!) to set up camp, have dinner, clean up and water prep for the morning. Caffeinated hikers in the morning is a primary mission to start the day.

Coming down to Buck Creek Crossing. Spot us?

Buck Creek Crossing has 4 camp sites. We didn't see any markers to indicate each sites, but the clearings are evident. There are 3 small ones close to the shared large bear box. Each with space for one 2-3 person tent, cozy if you pitch two. And 1 large space when you round the corner after the 3rd site, enough to fit 2 tents comfortably, 3 if you don't mind being cozy. Too tired and eager to get on dry clothing to be picky, we settled on the 3rd space and ended up pitching 2 of our group's 3 tents for our first day. Confession: we only found the bigger, 4th space after the tents were already up. Womp womp womp.

There is a community fire pit by sites 1 and 2, like what the ranger who gave us our permit mentioned. But we did find a fire ring on the bigger camp space, though it look to be more "camper made".

After dinner, we stayed out longer campfire-less, talking, re-capping the day's events and the people we've met, some who were also doing the High Sierra Trail like us and wondered if we'll cross paths with them again since we're slow hikers, generous photo takers, major time wasters in gazing around, big chit-chatters and generally cannot eat trail food while in motion.