Sunday, August 11, 2002

The most physically isolated I’ve

The most physically isolated I’ve ever been, I think, was at the top of Donahue pass in the middle of a four-day hike from Mammoth into Yosemite’s Tuolome Valley.  We only saw two or three people a day; bears ate our food and nearly ate a portion of my buddy Barry.  We slept at nearly 12,000 feet; the tent was stiff with ice when we woke up.  So my question is, how far do you have to go to get the hell away from everything?