Destination: Guffy Campground
Starting Location: I-15 Cajon Pass
Today’s Miles: 22.50
Trip Miles: 364.90
I-15 Cajon Pass (342.1, 3000) to Guffy Campground (364.6, 8225) ascent (8192) descent (2907)
We needed a break and we got one. We had heard from Loris Ann & Bob that the temperature was supposed to drop 10 degrees and it did. This made climbing the 8000 + feet with 6 liters of water doable. However we got a bit more than we bargained for when we reached the ridge above Wrightwood. The wind was gusting at 60+ mph. We started looking aloft often to enusre the trees were not being up rooted as we were literally blown off the trail. Staying at Guffy Camp was impossible so we dropped down the north slope to seek shelter. Nothing flat so we are bedded down on the upslope side of large trees, and Liz & I found a trench on a 20% slope. The wind is howling above us. Cadence and Weed are above us behind two matching trees and just when we got in our bags they unloaded on us with a pine cone barrage. We tried to defend our position but they have a huge plunging fire advantage and we took a serious beating. I finally quit returning fire as it was useless and buried myself in my bag as best as I could.
It is pretty obvious that a low pressure is causing the temperature drop and the wind. Given our situation, I really hope it does not rain tonight. If it does it is going to be even more interesting.
The 24 hour contrast is amazing. Yesterday we were sweltering and tonight we are all in our bags shivering. I am wishing I had those misplaced gloves as I write this with a shaking hand.
We got another break this morning as Sugar Daddy’s buddy Phil came up to Cajon from the valley last night and was willing to get out of bed at 4:00 a.m. and take us to McDonalds for a 5:00 a.m. breakfast. Phil hiked with us for about an hour, shot some photos, and headed for home.
Okay. Too cold to write another sentence, going deeper inside the 15 degree Marmot EQ Helium sleeping bag.
P.S. It rained.
P.P.S. It hailed and it got interesting.
Destination: Guffy Campground
Starting Location: I-15 Cajon Pass
Today’s Miles: 22.50
Trip Miles: 364.90
I-15 Cajon Pass (342.1, 3000) to Guffy Campground (364.6, 8225) ascent (8192) descent (2907)
We needed a break and we got one. We had heard from Loris Ann & Bob that the temperature was supposed to drop 10 degrees and it did. This made climbing the 8000 + feet with 6 liters of water doable. However we got a bit more than we bargained for when we reached the ridge above Wrightwood. The wind was gusting at 60+ mph. We started looking aloft often to enusre the trees were not being up rooted as we were literally blown off the trail. Staying at Guffy Camp was impossible so we dropped down the north slope to seek shelter. Nothing flat so we are bedded down on the upslope side of large trees, and Liz & I found a trench on a 20% slope. The wind is howling above us. Cadence and Weed are above us behind two matching trees and just when we got in our bags they unloaded on us with a pine cone barrage. We tried to defend our position but they have a huge plunging fire advantage and we took a serious beating. I finally quit returning fire as it was useless and buried myself in my bag as best as I could.
It is pretty obvious that a low pressure is causing the temperature drop and the wind. Given our situation, I really hope it does not rain tonight. If it does it is going to be even more interesting.
The 24 hour contrast is amazing. Yesterday we were sweltering and tonight we are all in our bags shivering. I am wishing I had those misplaced gloves as I write this with a shaking hand.
We got another break this morning as Sugar Daddy’s buddy Phil came up to Cajon from the valley last night and was willing to get out of bed at 4:00 a.m. and take us to McDonalds for a 5:00 a.m. breakfast. Phil hiked with us for about an hour, shot some photos, and headed for home.
Okay. Too cold to write another sentence, going deeper inside the 15 degree Marmot EQ Helium sleeping bag.
P.S. It rained.
P.P.S. It hailed and it got interesting.
Robert Francisco 