Managed to finish the hike yesterday, this time with a friend. Trail is clear up until the last creek crossing, which currently involves a sketchy combined log/snow bridge. Headwall is full of snow but it was soft enough that traction wasn't really necessary vs. just kicking steps in with my hikers. Just shy of 5 hours moving time round trip, with plenty of dallying at the top.
The lake currently still has ice about 2.5' thick covering most of it, and snow on top of that
, with a few very shallow melt pools. I'll be surprised if it fully melts out this year, at this rate.
On the bad news side the trail was full o' Joffre's, including one group of five in sneakers with nothing
except heavy metal hand-held waterbottles. Lots of overnighters, and a half-dozen day trippers who hadn't crossed the halfway point of the trail by 3:30pm. Two of these groups I had passed on my way up the road six hours earlier, in rather terrifyingly low clearance sedans. One made it all the way to the parking lot, one parked before the second to last bridge on the Skookum FSR. Everyone had decided to park horizontally along the bench, which reduced capacity by about half...
- A person who struggles up a wilderness trail with wanton disregard for personal safety, dressed for a day in a city cafe.
Verb: To Joffre / Joffre-ing
- Hiking without any of the ten essentials and in a way which ensures personal discomfort, often with a focus on sick instagram shots.
Examples: "Yo man, you see those Joffres? Who hikes the Black Tusk in Flippy Floppies?" "Jimmy sprained his ankle and spent the night alone on the mountain, but he was totally Joffreing and didn't even have an extra layer. Lucky he's alive!"