I had to wait for the post office to open before hitting the trail. I wanted to send home my heavy jacket along with an extra pair of shorts and some maps I was carrying.
Mr. Clean and I hit the trail. around 9:45am. We made it to Glen Aulin (pronounced: Allen), a pack camp along the Tuolumne River, for lunch around noon. One of the better lunch spots I've had so far on the Trail.
The next 12 miles were filled with forest walking (no views) into large meadows that released the filling of claustrophobia the dense forest can cause. The meadows made me feel happy I was there.
After a couple creek fords, the trail climbed 1,000 feet over a little more than 1 mile (very steep incline). With a lot of scattered snow piles, it kicked my ass.
Pushing a little further, Mr. Clean and I made it to Miller Lake... our campsite for the night.
