Rainy Pass to Stevens Pass, 1979 - page 15
What really decided me was the clouds coming back fast and furious over Fire Creek Pass. Man, they were really boiling in! I assembled my gear, strapped on the pack, and took off.
Just about a quarter-mile out of the lake I had to stop to change film. I should have checked it at the lake, but I didn’t think to. Sadly, the clouds blew in so fast that I had absolutely no view from the pass itself. That was a real bummer, because all the guidebooks just raved about what a spectacular view it is from Fire Creek Pass.
It was very cold at the top, so I just snapped a couple of photos and moved on. The guys I had talked to earlier were right; it was really socked in on the other side. I did my three mile-per-hour blistering pace down from the pass to a meadow (with a lovely campsite) and then had to switchback up a small ridge. My legs were starting to feel like lumps of lead. A little while later, my back started spasming.
I figured if I didn’t stop I would make Kennedy Hot Springs at about 6 PM. But I wound up stopping for a few minutes now and again to let the muscles relax in my back.
I rounded Little Kennedy Basin and came upon a hiker at a horse camp. He informed me that the Hot Springs was only four more miles and it was all downhill. Woo-hoo! I took off, blisters complaining and muscles aching. I silently admonished them that they would have two whole days of leisure to recuperate.
I rolled into the campsite at Kennedy Hot Springs at 5:45 PM and found myself a protected little site. It had no doubt been passed over by others for two reasons:
1: No fires allowed
2: No really level space for my little tent, let alone a typical two-man tent.
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