Off the Map Week 12: Spring cleaning

My performance on the slopes of Sonora Peak was underwhelming. I was breathing hard and felt sapped of vitality, which did not bode well for the more ambitious hikes Id planned to undertake during the last two weeks of summer. At first I blamed the altitude, or the extended period of missed meals I endured at the Burning Man Festival. But then I finally remembered Oh yeah Im sick. I sniffled a little extra to remind myself of that fact, then continued up the mountain at a less punishing pace.



It was hard to feel sick when the wildflowers covering the land around me looked so rich and vibrant. Sonora Peak stood midway between the gentler northern Sierras and the windswept alpine country of the high Sierras, which included Mt. Whitney and Yosemite National Park. Upon reaching the summit, I blew my nose and stared south into the white-capped sea of ragged ridgelines, contemplating the challenges that were sure to arise in the weeks ahead. A resurgence of good health would go a long ways towards helping me survive if winter came early to the mountains.

Heavy cloudcover rolled in from the east, which better mirrored my physical condition than blue skies or wildflowers. The foul weather gave me motivation to cancel additional explorations and to take my overtaxed systems to a lower elevation. Outside the nearby town of Bridgeport lay Travertine Hot Springs, which I had somehow neglected to visit in all my wanderings. It sounded like the perfect place to begin nursing myself back to health.


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