Next time I complain about how hot it is on an adventure remind me that hiking in Junetober isn't that great. Yeah, it was hot while climbing Mt. Shasta and it was brutally hot on Lassen Peak. And yeah, I whined about it because I'm all about the cold. But then I came home.
Maybe I've had my unfair share of great adventures in the Alpine Lakes Wilderness since it became accessible, but I don't think I deserved a cold, wet hike that required a puffy even if I was a bit hot-negative. The lakes were still mostly frozen and much of the route was buried in snow. That's wasn't the problem, though. It was the cold mist and wind that chilled me to the bone.
Nonetheless, we persevered to get to the summit so we could see epic views. The inside of the cloud was unlike anything I'd ever seen. Wait. Did I say it was "unlike anything I'd ever seen?" I meant it was exactly like every other inside of a cloud I've seen. In fact, there was nothing exciting about the summit.
The glissades were decent, but really wet. In spite of the conditions, I did some SCIENCE! and nobody died. So that's good.
And even more important I realized I shouldn't complain about the heat so much. Except it's really hot... like 75F or so.
