Day 1. Very woozy. Not yet adjusted to the altitudes. Dry mouth, throbbing skull, faint queasiness, these could all be symptoms of numerous other maladies but let’s chalk it up to the 8,100 foot trailhead elevation.
Barely a mile from June Mountain as the scrub jay flies, we like to do a close and somewhat mellow hike for the initial foray. The Glass Creek is our guide up through worn trails of obsidian and slippery pumice, two miles to the meadow. So much for somewhat mellow, the first 1/2 mile is pretty brutal, we would have been better off descending on a snowboard. But up top is a glorious meadow, some blooms I recall from our previous trips but a lot that is brand new.
I did my best with the IDs, please excuse the profusion of question marks and waffling. I have a few local gurus helping me, as I get clarification I will update the pictures. Of course feel free to chime in if you see something you know.
Heading down to Mammoth today, Duck Pass awaits.