July 7th we did a 7.25 miles out, 7.25 miles back trek to Paradise Lake in the Tahoe area. Excluding a few uphill segments of the trip, the topography was mild and the trail well paved, plus the weather was gorgeous.
This is actually day 2 of the hike, but it is near the beginning of the trail. The photos are slightly out of order from when they were taken but they'll better show the progression of the route to our overnight destination.
I've seen this odd leafy plant at a few other places in the area, but it coated the land more thickly along this path. Parts of it made me feel like I was in a Mario game. Now I tell Patrick we're in Koopa Troopa Land when I see it.
This picture is of me, but Patrick (behind the camera) is standing at a marker for Castle Pass, elevation 7880, where there is a nice broad view of the valley below. Behind me is a spot with intersecting trails, one of which we think goes to that ridge in the background.
Pretty mountain meadow area. The flowers in the foreground unfortunately do not translate their purple color through the photo as well as in real life.
My hot hubby placated me by being the subject to highlight our lovely surrounding scenery. :) For some perspective of location, the previous photo is to the left, and Peter Grubb Hut (next photo) is to the right.
The Peter Grubb Hut (available to reserve from the Sierra Club) may seem primitive to the person who doesn't much care for camping, but to us, it was quite spacious, rustic and in fabulous condition. It had a kitchen area with a large camp stove and giant wood table, a large loft overhead, and the adjacent room contained a wood-fired stove with built-in wooden benches spanning the length of the wall. The pictured ladder to the upstairs, and a second story outhouse round the back are presumably due to the snow that may pileup in the winter.
Speaking of.... A divot in a wooded area further down the trail still contained snow from the winter, which I found rather amusing, as it was a hot weekend (90-degrees there; Yosemite was 100; Merced 105-110).
After crossing an open expanse along a hillside (like where we are above), we continued through a forest. At first it was pleasant: low grade downhill in the shade. Then we passed a bog, which marked the start of low spots harboring stagnant water between the trees. The mosquitoes were so bad that I saw a plant sustaining side-to-side quick movement as bugs flew into it. We could feel them berating our bodies with every forward step, and retaliated by madly swinging our arms back-and-forth like inflatable sock people at a car dealership. The next morning, we made sure to wear long sleeves and pants, as you can see, before braving that area of the path again.
I was hoping for a break so I could stay fairly fresh for the last few miles of the trail, but we didn't stop since relentless mosquitoes would have eaten us alive (they already were with us moving at a quick pace!). I was so worn down by the time we emerged from the forest to a rocky exposed area that I plopped down on a fallen tree and declared that we would have to just camp there (the lake is about a mile or so down a path diverted from the Pacific Crest Trail and we thought by that time we should have made it there). Patrick said he would look around a bit and about 15 feet/5 seconds later he said he had found it just around the next bend!
Here is a view of the lake, unimpeded by us.
Paradise Lake was lovely and serene, and we had it nearly to ourselves. A couple guys with their horses were about 90 degrees around the lake who never realized we arrived, so they occasionally made a bit of racket, but for the most part it was quite peaceful. Patrick cleaned up a bit in the mountain water, but it was too chilly for me to do much more than wade in and splash a little over my arms. The mosquitos plagued us once again as dusk fell but not nearly in the size droves we had encountered through the forest. We ended up just going to bed early to escape them.
With the exception of vampiric insects, the hike was very pleasant. I'd love to return to the Lake again, with bug spray in tow, so that we could build a campfire and hang out at the shoreline to lazily look at the stars, and enjoy the morning sun over the still glass when we woke up. We'll file that away for the future, but in the meantime it was a valuable learning experience! :-)