I made a bonehead mistake. During the entire 2013 season, I had a foot problem, so when this year rolled around, I knew that I needed to do some catching up. The plan for June had me doing six days of car camping and peak bagging (California's White Mountain Peak and Mount Whitney) and then shifting over to a backpacking trip for four to seven days around New Army Pass (south of Mount Whitney). So, I planned on packing my car with one complete set of car camping gear plus one complete set of backpacking gear. For car camping, the gear is old and heavy and durable. For backpacking, it is new, lightweight, and efficient. At least that was the plan.
I loaded up the car and left, accomplishing the peak bagging successfully. Mount Whitney was Year 39. I got to the backpacking trailhead and made a quick survey of what gear I had. To my astonishment, I had no sleeping bag!
I had my car camping sleeping bag. This is a 37-year-old relic, very heavy duck down, and rather dense. It's all I had, so I had to take it. This old sleeping bag took up half of the entire volume of the 52L backpack. Then the bear canister went on top of that, and there was very little room left for all of the many other items, so I had to leave the top open and un-rolled. Just a cinch strap went over the top.
Still, it worked. It made my backpack heavy and awkward, which showed up as foot pain.
I went to the Miter Basin and saw the snow on the south side of Crabtree Pass, so I was glad that I had left my ice axe and Yaktrax in the car. I was exploring the south approach to Mount Whitney, but I had already been on the summit during that week.
The wind was heavy during the four days that I was out, and I just had to hunker down in the ancient sleeping bag. When I returned home, there was the new sleeping bag in the middle of my living room floor.
–B.G.–



