Hey Gang -
I'm finally getting around to beginning to post a report here on a backpacking trip that Alacia and I took in the High Sierra in August. The two of us spent 14 days backpacking in Sequoia National Park, a massive loop that began and ended at the end of the Mineral King Road, and took us through some spectacular and varied wilderness. I was inspired by Brad's many trip report postings and thought folks might like to browse through yet another one!
Unfortunately (and for those that don't know), my posting of a trip report has been delayed by a fairly major injury I suffered a week and a half ago: while playing basketball I ruptured the Achilles tendon in my left leg. The pop of the tendon felt as if someone had kicked me very hard in the back of the leg... After collapsing, I looked at my Achilles tendon and saw this weird depression there. Immediately I thought to myself, "Uh oh, I know what this means..." Sure enough, I needed surgery, got the tendon reconnected, and am now looking forward to months of no weight-bearing activities, which will mean plenty of time sitting and getting too familiar with crutches.
Needless to say, the process has been (and will no doubt continue to be) frustrating, but it does give me some time for office tasks, so here I am. The injury does at least come with a high likelihood of full recovery... It will just take many months to get there!
With that introduction out of the way, on to the first part of the trip report.
I had been looking at a long hike in the High Sierra this summer that would get us to some beautiful and remote high country areas. We ruled out the Darwin / Evolution Basin area in Kings Canyon National Park at the last minute due to possible smoke from the Aspen Fire (...though from Brad's report, it looks like that never materialized). We settled on another trip I'd been wanting to do for a number of years: a long trek passing through the remote Kaweah Basin, a lake-filled wilderness completely off trails, surrounded by the rugged Kaweah Peaks, and difficult to reach from any direction.
We drove out from Pinnacles and wound our way up the paved but painstakingly curvy Mineral King Road... The 25 miles of that road took an hour and a half alone. Still, we got the the road's end early enough that we decided to hike up to the Franklin Lakes that afternoon.
We had packed all our supplies for the 14-day trip, so I strapped 70 pounds of pack weight to my back, and Alacia carried almost 50 pounds. Suffice it to saw, the going was slow, but we made it 6.5 miles up to the Franklin Lakes right around sunset; here's a shot looking back down west from the lakes.

We were too tired - and too late in the day - to set up a tent, so we settled for our sleeping bags with views of the brilliant stars overhead and the edge of the lower Franklin Lake below.
The next morning I managed a few good images of the lower Franklin Lake with Tulare Peak in the background; here's one I liked.

Somehow I hadn't expected all the volcanic and metamorphic rock in the area... It was beautiful for photography, seeing the wash of red, iron-rich rock washing into the gray and white granite, and a feature of the landscape that showed up again and again through the trip.
After packing, Alacia and I took a photo of ourselves with our massive packs on; note all that red and white rock mixed in the background:

We then began the slow (but well-graded) ascent through scree up to Franklin Pass at around 11,800 feet. From up there, views of the high peaks and lake basins were stunning, with the jagged reddish Kaweah ridge and the more-distant line of the Whitney group evident. Our goal was to descend halfway down Rattlesnake Creek Canyon, so we proceeded down from the pass east.
Here is a view looking down Rattlesnake Creek Canyon from the Franklin Pass Trail. Note Forester Lake on the distant edge of the high plateau, then the high peaks south of Whitney beyond:

There were some very enticing lines for rock climbing up here... If you had the motivation to drag all your gear up this high! There were some pretty interesting granitic formations along the way as well:

The trail became more rugged as we descended to the headwaters of Rattlesnake Creek, but we finally made it to a deserved rest spot; while Alacia napped I took this photo, among others:

We continued downstream and Alacia was definitely feeling the weight of her pack... It was a slow-going struggle, but as late afternoon neared, we made it to a halfway point in Rattlesnake Creek Canyon where the granitic walls opened up and the creek charged down through. Here's a panoramic view of the canyon cliffs from near our campsite for that night (7-8 miles from our last campsite):

Starting up fairly casually the next day, I decided to take some of Alacia's pack weight, keeping mine around 70 pounds but at least giving her a bit of relief. We continued the trek down Rattlesnake Creek Canyon, which we found to be a gorgeous hike. The creek surprised us with frequently grand views, rock changing from granitic to volcanic and back, the water flowing soft and slow, then charging and tumbling through cascades. Here are a few photos en route as we descended towards the Kern River:



At mid-day we stopped to dip our feet in the creek before the final, steep switchbacks down to the Kern River... We had already dropped 1,000 feet today and had another 1,400 feet to go (down to 6,800 feet elevation). Here is Alacia taking a breather along the creek:

Continuing down trail, we got a sense of just how big Kern River Canyon is, if there was any doubt before:

As the afternoon shadows grew longer, we finally made it down to the upper Kern River, one of the most pristine (and more remote) stretches of river I've seen in California. Here is one of the first shots from hiking along the river:

We set up camp in a ferny clearing along the river, perhaps 7-8 miles from our last campsite; here is Alacia with our ultralight tent at the site:

All for now, but more to come!