It took me 2 and 1/2 hours since the moment I got up to when I hit the trail after 10am. I was on vacation, so I wanted to sleep well and not feel always rushed. As soon as I started hiking, I heard a horse pack coming up behind me.

I enjoying the view at the top of the pass until I fell a few drops of rain fell. I scrambled and started racing down, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

A day with no mayor climbs saw me still struggle a little bit with the weight of my backpack. I also said goodbye to a lovely couple.

Muir Pass would be the first of many high altitude passes that I would tackle almost every day for the rest of the John Muir Trail.

After resupplying with 10 days of food and struggling with the weight, I was gifted with one of the most beautiful sunsets I’ve ever experienced.