We fairly easily scaled the low pass over to the top of the Garnet Lake area, once we adjusted our pace to the rate that our lungs could mop up oxygen from the thinner air.

The Sierra snow pack had not been plentiful so the marshy places and creeks were easily crossed. We came to a lovely spot on a bench between two small lakes above Garnet Lake, pretty much in time to set up the rain fly to hunker down against the weather.

It’s going to be another long soggy afternoon and evening.