"update" or "how I spent my weekend sleeping in the snow"
My weekend in Yosemite was colder than anticipated. When I finally emerged from the tent to use the bathroom Sunday morning I noticed that the stream near our campsite was completely frozen over.
I wore three layers of everything. I even resorted to sharing a sleeping bag with Teale which worked for a few hours until my legs became numb and sore from not being able to move and in my sleep-deprived stupor I started to panic about developing blood clots from immobility and high altitude. Sharing a sleeping bag wasn't romantic at all. And the tent was on a slant.
Aside from the sleeping aspect (or lack thereof), the trip was a lot of fun. I was with Teale and three others, and we all got along well. Maggie and Robert brought a feast - they even baked a berry pie over the campfire - so despite the cold I ended up eating really well. We also hiked up to a beautiful lake and we bouldered to the bottom of a huge waterfall.
I had never been to Yosemite before. Maybe if I go back in winter I can just rent a cabin and Teale can camp outside. That's my kind of compromise.
I wore three layers of everything. I even resorted to sharing a sleeping bag with Teale which worked for a few hours until my legs became numb and sore from not being able to move and in my sleep-deprived stupor I started to panic about developing blood clots from immobility and high altitude. Sharing a sleeping bag wasn't romantic at all. And the tent was on a slant.
Aside from the sleeping aspect (or lack thereof), the trip was a lot of fun. I was with Teale and three others, and we all got along well. Maggie and Robert brought a feast - they even baked a berry pie over the campfire - so despite the cold I ended up eating really well. We also hiked up to a beautiful lake and we bouldered to the bottom of a huge waterfall.
I had never been to Yosemite before. Maybe if I go back in winter I can just rent a cabin and Teale can camp outside. That's my kind of compromise.