08/18/2026
July Overview – Inyo
At last!! Perhaps as an early Independence Day celebration, we break free of gas-powered motors and pavement and haul our monstrous packs up our trail to our new home, serenaded by our accordion-playing crewmate, Javi. With a gem or a lake, trees for shade and hammocks, a creek nearby for water, and space for our kitchen to be more comfortable, we set about making ourselves at home. Dish line stringers & a H-brace and shelves for the kitchen; a sump for our grey water; coolers dug down into the sandy soil to help keep food more chilled; and a latrine for our daily needs, are all part of our camp blueprints. We also create seating for mealtimes; despite not being able to have a fire, our community spaces bring us together for classes, meals, and social time. Tool tarp and pack rack also find homes, for proper equipment storage. We dig and saw and knot and bind and build, and in a matter of a couple days we have the basics established; the “frills” come shortly after. Camp set-up gets helping hands from some fresh faces, too: Kai and David, the Inyo’s 2-person trail crew, come by for a few days to help with camp and some trail work in the area; Jackie, 2014 BCTP Trinity Alps alumna and now Army medic, comes to visit and immediately rolls up her sleeves and pitches in wherever she can. All are full of smiles and can-do attitude, which we love and appreciate.
With no rest for the wicked, trail work starts right up again the following week, and we attack our new territory with rigor. First order of business is maintenance in this new segment, and we tackle that, a change of pace from the rock work of the last several weeks. In our excitement, we brush, de-rock, fix drains and small problem areas, and generally clear trail from below the first dam to the PCT junction, miles past the third (and last) dam on our trail: a whopping 8.5 miles of maintenance in the last four days has us proud of our efforts. With the trail cleared, we return to project work; the next two and a half weeks see us building check steps, walls, and a staircase up some treacherous slick rock. We finish the month with a few days of maintenance QC, as well as a smashing party, to try to break and eliminate slip/trip hazards in the middle of the trail for both humans and stock. We are pleased with our work.
With a new jumping off point, weekend trip opportunities open wide. We start the month with some ambitiously crossing Donahue Pass to tiptoe into Yosemite, and others exploring the lovely Alpine Clarks Lakes area. Halloween arrives to our camp the following weekend, and costumes showcase ingenuity and creativity as we craft disguises out of whatever we have on hand. Trick or treating, courtesy of care-package goodies from our beloved friends and families, means that everyone gets some sweet treats. Another longer distance weekend finds us all at Garnet, embarking on—hooray! Holy moly!—our first cross-country adventure! Learning to watch for landmarks, use our compasses to orient, and to travel only on durable surfaces, we make an easy loop from Garnet up and over a ridge to 1,000 Islands Lake, and back. We take turns leading the group, to share both the fun and challenges of being the route-finder. Wildflowers, tadpoles, and mosquitoes keep us company, and we run into some patches of snow up top that give us a small family of snow-people.
Amidst the successes of the trail, we have sadness as well as our cook, full of smiles and warm food, parted ways with us. We wish her, and camp cat Figgi, the best; they will be missed. And so, we learn a new set of skills: menu planning, food ordering, and storage/ inventory. Some are more excited than others to spend extra time in the kitchen, but we all expand our skill sets by necessity.
And so, as our third full month draws to a close, we find ourselves with yet more new perspectives, both literal and figurative. What more can we draw out of ourselves, and out of each other? How much farther can we push? Is that extra push worth the end result? Who are we removed from lights and motors and electricity, friends and family, and old expectations? Do we know what we stand for, when we’re stretched to our limits? How do we give, and what will we take, for support? Will we cling stubbornly to old habits, or loosen our grip to better reach for healthier ones? What more can we do in our remaining time here in the backcountry?
With a pair of months left to explore answers to these questions and more, we dig into our new home and work, eager to find what else we can learn.