Hiking to the Flowers, Part 3

The junction of the Franklin Lakes and Farewell Gap trail is notorious for abundant wildflowers. I left the area reluctantly, as Trail Guy became Off-Trail Guy while I headed back to the cabin.

These folks passed me by, but when I caught up to them, I knew several. It was a group from Westmont College in Santa Barbara. Great folks!
The Pennyroyal were both thick and fragrant, especially if you knelt in them for a photo, as I did.
I keep looking for the best photo of wildflowers in the foreground with landmarks in the background. Timber Gap is the landmark area in this photo.
Timber Gap and Lupine, very similar to a photo taken by Trail Guy shown in yesterday’s post. (We’ve been married for almost 33 years, so things like this are bound to happen.)
Larkspur is one of my favorites. (My real favorite, Explorer’s Gentian, was just beginning to bloom but I only greeted it, taking no photos.)
Franklin Creek. I managed to cross without accidentally sitting down this time.

Hiking to the Flowers, Part 2

Trail Guy and I parted ways at the junction. He wanted to go off-trail, and Prudence told me to stick to the trail. (I do best when I listen to her.) These are his photos from across the East Fork of the Kaweah, on the north-facing slopes of Farewell Canyon.

That’s not a wildflower!

Tomorrow I’ll show you photos of my hike the 4 miles back to Mineral King, on the trail.

Hiking to the Flowers, Part 1

Trail Guy and I wanted to continue enjoying wildflowers at their peak, so we headed to the Franklin/Farewell Gap junction, 4 miles from the Mineral King Valley floor.

Morning sun coming through the Bigelow Sneezeweed.
Morning sun coming through thistle at the Crystal Creek crossing.
PINK Lupine?? Yeppers.
Last week this Giant Blazing Star was just unopened buds.
How many photos of Lupine will I take? As many as I want!
At the junction. The flowers are better behind me than in front.
Trail Guy went up ahead to a spring with reliable water. Yeppers, we drink from springs. Not saying that you should, just that we do.
Pink Sierra Bluebells. Life is full of unanswerable questions.
Yikes. Look what is coming down the trail. Better get a move on!

Secret Walk in Mineral King

I mentioned a friend in a recent post, someone I have mostly known through email correspondence. Last week she showed me a trail I have never heard of, and it seems to me that it might be very localized secret. So, out of respect for people’s privacy, I will simply show you photos but keep the identifying information quiet.

Wooly Mullein is not a native but grows along the Mineral King Road above the ranger station. I saw this on the way to meet my friend.
This is new to me – soft and furry like Lamb’s Ears (the plant, not an actual animal’s ears).
Our view.
Another unknown yellow.
An unknown little pink.
This is my first look at a Lewis Monkeyflower AND IT IS BLURRY!!
On the way back up the Nature Trail, I stopped to admire the aspens (and rest a little.)
Felwort is in bloom. I first saw this with another cabin neighbor/friend 2 years ago. It was A Moment To Remember. In real life it has more intense color, so much more that the first time I saw it, I thought it was lupine.

A Long Walk in Mineral King, Part 4

Maybe today we will conclude our Mineral King hike among the wildflowers. I will cease referring to Trail Guy as Off-Trail Guy now, because we rejoined a trail.

This is the Franklin/Farewell junction, where we normally go to swoon over the wildflowers. After Everything Spring, it was rather meh.
I was very happy to be on a trail again.
Aster? Dunno. Prolly. Tired.
Farewell, Farewell Gap.
I can count on seeing Blazing Stars along this trail. These are actually Giant Blazing Stars, and I don’t normally see them just before they have opened.
Maybe these are asters. They are smaller than the one I just showed you, and I’ve included some foliage in case you want to be Nancy Drew.
These Lupine were very intense. Never mind that I take photos of Lupine over and over. . .
This is Franklin Creek, 2 miles from the cabin. I just waded through, and it felt mighty fine. Then I slipped and sat in it by accident. No one saw, but I dripped all the way home. It wasn’t pretty.

I wonder why this hike felt farther and more difficult than in my memory. The flowers were the best I’ve ever seen, so it was worth the trouble. But oh my goodness, I need to work harder at fitness, or stay on a trail, or something. Is this part of being at the tail end of the F’s?

Just a few more photos, because we earned them, and so did you by sticking out this long saga of a long hike in Mineral King. Thank you!

A Long Walk in Mineral King, Part 3

Are you all rested after the lunch break and ready to make like a cow-pie and hit the trail again? (Never mind. We weren’t on a trail yet.)

These Paintbrush (formerly known as Indian Paintbrush) were almost flourescent.
Maybe one day I will look for these little whites and actually find a name.

After our lunch break among the yellow unknowns, we crossed a little spring or drainage, a wet place that I named Everything Spring. Every possible wildflower was there and in bloom. EVERYTHING.

Look at these Elephant Heads! This was my first oh-my-goodness moment at Everything Spring.
Paintbrush, Angelica, Jeffrey Shooting Star, Tiger Lilies, Larkspur, Rein Orchis (weird word, I know), Elephant Heads, Crimson Columbine, Knotweed (not in any particular order in this list – just wanted you to see all the names)
Red, white and blue (with some pinky-purple for an accent)
One last look at Everything Spring, because there were still 4.5 miles to go.

After Everything Spring, we crossed a snowfield. There is still a ton of snow around Farewell Gap. It has a bit of a pinkish cast. Off-Trail Guy tested it to be sure it wasn’t some sort of collapsing snow bridge. It was slippery in my worn-out Teva sandals. (Sandals on snow are funny, but didn’t qualify for a photo.)

Tomorrow we shall conclude this long walk (AKA hike).

A Long Walk in Mineral King, Part 2

Today we continue our long walk, now above White Chief, heading through some of the finest flowers in memory.

Is this an elderberry? Maybe. It looks a little different than the ones growing lower down.
Off-Trail Guy took this tree photo for you, Jess! (And why was this hike easier when you were with us?)
This is the view from the top of the ridge between White Chief and Farewell Canyon. Now you don’t have to struggle ever upward because we did it for you.
The Pennyroyal was thick. Too bad this isn’t a scratch-n-sniff.

I’m not going to sugar-coat this hike. It was harder to get to the top of the ridge than I remember, not as hard to come down the other side, but then pretty hard to pick footing through all the growth. It’s hard to step wisely when the ground isn’t visible, but there were no injuries. (Thank you for your concern.)

We call this Louise’s Spring because it is on one of her favorite slopes. The flowers were intensely abundant.
There were Larkspur, Lupine, and Sierra Stickseed, all blue. This photo doesn’t begin to tell the story (but at least your feet don’t hurt while reading about it.)
Who are you? Who-oo? Who-oo? (Those yellow look-alikes again.)
This is the foliage on this particular yellow look-alike, in case a blog reader is inclined to find its name.
This is part of my view while seated on my tookus during a short lunch break. Those yellow unknowns with a pop of purple in the center – a classic example of complementary colors. (Just had to throw that in in case you were wondering if I had abandoned my art career for a wildflower one.)
It is pretty unusual to have Languid Ladies (AKA Sierra Bluebells) in abundance in August.

Long hike, long post. To be continued. . . and here is an ad break.

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A Long Walk in Mineral King, Part 1

Actually, it was a hike. We went to White Chief, over the ridge to the Farewell Gap drainage, down to the snow survey site, crossed the stream on a snowfield, found our way to the Farewell/Franklin Trail, and then 4 miles back to the cabin.

This is how things looked around 9 a.m.
This footbridge across Spring Creek is immensely helpful.
Is this a dandelion? It looks different. You know how I feel about all those look-alike yellows!
This is for Jess; I miss my tree-hugger friend. We stopped here to put on mosquito repellent, just before getting into the lower White Chief canyon.
Looks easy here, but there are three steep sections to get to this place.
Lower White Chief Canyon
Mountain Jewelflower is sort of nondescript but was everywhere. The leaves show up more than the blossom.
Mountain Pride or Pride of the Mountains – either name is just as pretty.
Off-Trail Guy and his beloved Tiger Lilies

This post is getting too long, kind of like the hike was. To be continued. . .

Another Short Mineral King Walk

I have a friend with a Mineral King cabin. Although we have this in common, and that is how we met, our friendship has mostly grown through email. Recently our cabin times overlapped, and together we walked up to Crystal Creek, about a one mile walk on a fairly flat trail (that used to be a road).

This is Fireweed. Spring Creek is the tiny falls in the background.
More yellow look-alikes, but different leaves than those I found on the Nature Trail.
Sulphur Flower is a different shade of yellow than all those look-alikes. That is Crystal Creek in the background.
Collomia is the only orange flower I know of in Mineral King. “Peach” is probably a more accurate name for the color.
One of the many types of Lupine with Timber Gap in the background.
The Snowberry was prolific, abundant and uh-may-zing.

Thank you, SD!! It was a real treat to be together in person.

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Short Mineral King Walk

There is a trail in Mineral King called “The Nature Trail”, a one mile route that connects Cold Springs Campground (near the Ranger Station) to the Mineral King valley itself.

There was a meeting in the area near Cold Springs Campground, and I took the Zapato Express*, choosing to go down the trail instead of the road. We normally walk down the road and back up the trail, but I thought I’d probably be catching a ride back up and I didn’t want to miss the progression of summer along the trail.

The river is flowing steadily, a lot of water for August.
Many yellows look alike, in spite of the name of the yellow chapter in my book. I might be able to identify this, eventually.
Aster? Glacial Daisy? Something else? It was pale lavender, not the white it appears in this photo.
These are a bit different. Smaller, and a clump instead of a long stem, and growing in a dry area instead of a wet one, also lavender.
It wasn’t a requirement to wear a straw hat to the meeting, but you wouldn’t know by this photo.

Someone in her upper years of life requested a ride home in the 2-seater Botmobile, so I got to walk back up the trail, not a hardship by any stretch of the imagination.

Yarrow in the foreground; Black Wolf falls (Monarch Creek) in the fuzzy background.
I never tire of the aspens.
Almost back to the cabin. The flowers are just endlessly fabulous this year. (Nope, not my cabin in the photo. This is the World Wide Web, and I try to maintain a teensy bit of privacy.)
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*This means I walked; “zapato” means shoe in Español.