Friday, July 9th

"Why don't he write?"
I am amazed at how the time in the day slips by and I forget to post a blog! So, here is a catch up of who did what when with maybe a why thrown in now and then.
Friday, July 9th we got up at 4:30am and left our favorite spot, Emerick Lake. We were moving at first light and had to climb up to Fletcher Meadows to cross Fletcher Creek as the slabs of granite where we usually cross were a torrent of impassable water. We descended to Merced Lake, stopping enroute to call Andy and wish him a happy birthday.there are places out here where you get a few bars of service, the general rule: if you can see Half Done, you will have service. At Merced Lake we found the High Sierra camp not open due to a high water table interfering with the septic system. We dropped down below the lake to our favorite swimming pool/campsite, but again the water was so high we couldn't swim. But we had an enjoyable afternoon and evening.