Post-Yosemite Post #3:
There’s a simple plan I always follow: Crash anywhere, get up early, boil water, make coffee, head to Camp 4, get there by 6:45, wait in line, and get a campsite. Always works. Never fails.
Except this time.
We crashed in North Pines, got up early, and arrived in Camp 4 at 6:40. But instead of the usual three or four people ahead of us, there were 31. I counted.
I had forgotten about the climbing season that started on September 15th. Rookie mistake.
And we didn’t get a spot.
So we found a new place to crash that night, and I got up at 3:00 A.M. Cruised over and…
Got second place. A Japanese climber beat me.
I wondered about the bears, since I had food next to my head, but what can you do? I went to sleep.
In the morning, they told me that they still didn’t have a spot through the weekend. So even second place didn’t work out.
But at least I got to sleep under the fluorescent light of the ranger booth. That was nice.