Morning dawned crisp, cold and clear. but my mind was stuck on the term "auto necrosis." It was a dream. A bizarre and vivid dream. [Click the term to read the gory details.] Thankfully, the day was gorgeous, so I didn't dwell on it long.

We couldn't have asked for better weather. Well, that's not true. We DID ask for it. And often. We just didn't expect it. We packed up all of our stuff (aside from a perfectly new Sun Shower, which is still hanging on the tree branch) and headed down to Vidette Meadow. From there we made the ascent to the Kearsarge/Bullfrog Basin. Steep but lovely. Then along the high trail to where it meets the final stab to the pass. Mom took shelter from the hot sun, but restless and impatient, I made the hot steep trek up to the pass to look for our resupply team. Keir, Joy and Dad were on their way up from Onion Valley, laden with goodies.

Just shy of the crest of the pass I chatted with a British couple on their way to Sonora Pass. A long way away. Nice people. Then I stepped up to the pass, where Joy was already waiting. Keir, apparently, had gone back down to assist Dad, who labored under the weight of his pack, made a few pounds too heavy by TWO bottles of wine!

Later- It took from 9:30-11:00- but it wasn't not too bad. Much of the trail was in the shade. We rested awhile at the junction, then hiked toward Kearsarge Pass. We stopped at one meager water source. Will had a headache so we waited awhile, then headed up to Kearsarge Lakes junction. Will went on without a pack while I rested in the shade. Chase, Keir and Joy, our resupply team, arrived on top about 2:00. Each carried about 40-55#. Fried chicken for lunch! We set up camp at the far end of Kearsarge Lakes, near the bear box. I washed up, Chase fished. we had a lovely dinner of chicken fajitas with cheese, salsa, green peppers and onions. I wish Keir and Joy didn't have to leave tomorrow - it is fun with them here. Everybody is beat from the altitude, though. Will may go back to our last camp to retrieve the sun shower that we left.

Keir and Joy have gone off to bed. Dad and Mom still murmur in their tent. I'm going to read some more Maugham.

And maybe...just maybe, I'll tomorrow I'll go back and snag that solar shower.