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| Trail magic in Chimney Creek. Why we did not indulge in soda or cerveza, I do not know. I will blame it on the early wakeup |
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| We may still be in a burned forest, but our first glimpse of the high Sierras caused pause for celebration! Barely visible in the frame, but Smiles' face tells it all. |
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| Indeed an exciting prospect. High Sierras. |
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| Smiles hikes west to the Domelands Wilderness and the South Fork Kern River. |
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| Domes! Actual, granite domes! |
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| Smiles presses on across the valley floor towards Kennedy Meadows, with the Domelands in the background. |
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| Holy cow, an actual river! The South Fork Kern River is the biggest fluvial water body encountered yet on the trip. |
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| 700. We made it! |
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| A shell-shocked Smiles takes it all in. |
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| Dr. Slosh is so happy he has a hard time keeping it gangsta at mile 700. |
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| 700 miles - only a few more on to Kennedy Meadows, then to the Sierra Nevada and beyond! |
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| Walking in to Kennedy Meadows. Almost enough neck-beard growth to comb over the bald spot. |
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| Done with the desert! |
The end of the desert. 700 miles.
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