Sunday, October 12, 2014

Enchantments

Gods must be crazy. How do you create crystal clear lakes that reflect perpetually snow caped rocky peaks midst gorgeous hues of green pines, yellow larches, orange devil's clubs? Add to it a light choreography of elusive sunshine beaming through sneaky and fickle stratus clouds and make it really hard to get to this heavenly amphitheater, which makes you wanna go there even more!

When we won the lottery to enchantments around six months ago, we did something that every naive and newbie backpacker does. Look at the distance - 18 miles, compare it with your day hiking experience and call it a little harder than day hiking and then decide to do the whole trail in two days including six hours of driving to and fro.

As we got closer to the date of permit - Oct 11 weekend; we started realizing the flaws in our thinking and we started looking for alternatives. Don't get me wrong - it is still doable in 2 days and a night; as long as you are ready for a long hard day, have enchantment region permit and the weather is absolutely in your favor. Unfortunately we had snow lake permit and forecast showed rain/snow showers (Early in October?!). After thousand phone calls and scouring through web for alternatives; we decided to make a tight plan, brace ourselves and just give it a go.

Leaving really early in the morning (more like middle of the night) from Seattle,  we reached snow creek trailhead (entry to snow lake) around 6 AM. We were met with clear dark skies with million stars! Looking at this, we laughed at the stupidity of mountain weather forecasts and started from Stuart/Colchuck lake trailhead to knock out the hard part of the trail on day one.

However the moment we started heading up to Colchuck lake, we realized this is going to be tough. As we were admiring the beauty of the surroundings - clear and white water streams, fall colors, bunch of boulders and beautifully carved wooden foot bridges; we realized that we don't have a choice but to move fast, if not faster.

As we reached Colchuck lake, we got a preview of what is up there beyond the intimidating Aasgard pass guarding the entrance to enchantment lakes. Unfortunately we also realized, that despite our best efforts it would be well past the sundown if and when we reach snow lake region to camp overnight.

Around the same time, weather gods decided to play a cruel joke and decided to stick to the scripted forecast. It all started with occasional droplets midst sun shining through the clouds just before the noon. At this point, half the group decided to turn back and rest decided to give the best try possible.

The moment we left for Aasgard pass, sun started beaming again and we put back rain jackets. As a sweet revenge for not taking them seriously; clouds decided to pour a minute after we smeared our faces with sunscreen. As we stumbled through the hardest boulder field so far (between Colchuck lake and base of Aasgard pass); wind brought sideways rain too.

Despite all this, we were all quite dry inside and seemed quite ready for the wet weather. However, as we braved through the first quarter of Aasgard pass; rain turned into slush and foggy top of the pass began accumulating fresh snow!

We realized that nobody around us is going upwards anymore. At this point almost all of us were somewhat wet and some were starting to get cold. Even if we had gotten past Aasgard pass, we were not well equipped to spend a night under cold weather through snow, wind and hails. Deciding to abandon our efforts, we turned back slowly and steadily.

Heading back, we profusely cursed the sideways rain and stubborn boulders that stood in our way. However as we came back to our lunch spot around three hours later; we realized the mesmerizing part of the trip wasn't the yellow and glowing larches, clear glacial lakes and grand granite rocks; but the fact that we saw three different seasons in six hours. First we saw early morning fall hues highlighting the trail and mountains. Then we saw sun and clouds playing light-and-shadow game over shimmering Colchuck and rugged Aasgard pass. It all crescendoed into fresh winter snow that covered the top one third of the pass!

We were just happy that we gave our best try and kept going until it wasn't stupid yet and turned back only when weather made it impractical to keep going.

The way back through Colchuck pass seemed really long with heavy backpacks. Our hands were occasionally cold, shoes were dipping in newly formed potholes. The beautiful lakeside campsites that we saw before were now floating on foliage over freshly accumulated water.

We made it back to the trailhead just after the sunset and headed to Leavenworth to catch glimpses of Oktoberfest over hot latte, seasonal brews and tasty bratwursts!

All in all, it was quite an eventful day! Even though our backpacking trip had to end abruptly, we got first-hand taste of beauty, elusiveness, exclusivity and brutality of the enchantments. As we were laughing hard recounting the stupid moments when we smudged our faces with warpaint sunscreen and it started pouring, hailing and snowing minutes after; we already knew we were going to come back to this wonderland next year!


Early morning fall hues! (Copyright: Sankalp Shere)


light-and-shadow play over shimmering Colchuck and rugged Aasgard (Copyright: Michelle Li)

The aftermath - Winter is coming!!

Thursday, October 09, 2014

An encounter with Simba

A crisp morning. We all wake up early with an anticipation of catching the last African sunrise and possibly spotting some Savannah natives at their breakfast..


Eastern sky is beaming gold and hot air balloons start floating above the horizon. Their golden hue silhouettes against lone standing acacia trees make a good picture, I thought.


Van sets in motion. After spotting some usual suspects, we see a bunch safari vans gathered on east side. It's quite apparent there is something big there. "What's it?" I ask hesitantly; because I think I knew the answer.


As we approach the party, through the crowd emerges the self proclaimed king of the jungle, walking with a royal poise, paying least amount of attention to the visitors around and focusing more on savouring his morning breakfast. He's got his brother for the company.


Few minutes pass. Jakals, Hynes and vultures compete for the last morsel in his plate. At a distance, a herd of thousand wildebeest has just crossed the stream and is quite bewildered to see the dark maned duo waiting for them. The brothers seem like they need a second serving. As they try to sneakily move towards the herd, the safari vans move too, almost like their entourage. Wildebeest get the cue, and run for their life as far as possible. The vans give away their position like fumbling soldiers misfiring without warning in an ambush.

Lions give up on wildebeest, if not just temporarily. They head to the water streams. Take a sip, look up, look around and relax in the sun.

Suddenly one of them decides to walk towards us. Driver realizes the intentions and gas paddle pushes the car few feet forward. Acknowledging the respect, lion walks casually past our Van. We are busy taking pictures and for a second, I wonder - what would happen if he decides to change his tracks and jump onto the van. I am holding my breath, I realize.

I sigh as he moves away about fifteen-twenty feet. I look at my friends and find them slowly relaxing back to casual stance as before.

I look back at the horizon. The balloons are still floating in the air. The sun is up, away from horizon and acacia trees still stand in their silhouettes. 

It all looks the same outside, but something has changed inside..

Savannah sunrise


King Vs robot

Band of brothers

Staring contest

You talking to me?! 
Sun salute

Water break

Get out of my way!


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