Today after breakfast, we drove an hour or so up the mountain past Lake Alpine to the Pacific Crest Trailhead near Ebbett's Pass. The road --as we drew closer to the pass-- decreased to a lane and a half in width and featured switchbacks and sweeping views of the mostly arid valley below and the mountains in the distance.
It took an hour or so to reach Kinney Lake, which was our planned destination. Since we were at a higher elevation, the temperature was in the low 70s when we set out, and remained pleasant throughout our hike.
The trail wasn't what I'd call an easy one, as it featured a few stretches of fairly consistent --and fairly steep-- inclines and declines, and there were portions that required scaling rocks, but all in all, it was a good pick that offered stunning views. Brady found a(n extremely heavy) rock in the shape of a cube during one of his rock-scaling adventures that he named Cubey, and Cubey became his hiking companion. He (Brady, not Cubey) also amused me by doing push-ups atop the rocks he scaled. Isaac was quieter, but he earned the Tough Dude Award for doing the whole hike in flip flops (since he didn't bring any other shoes to the cabin). My feet (and my knees and my hip flexors) were sore when we got back to the car, so his must've been, well, worse than sore, although he didn't say a word.
The drive back down to the cabin was a quiet one, as we were all pretty tired and had skipped lunch. So after a quick rest, we headed out again for an early dinner at the Pizza Factory in Arnold. The crust of the pies was excellent (as it should've been, since we could see a baker tossing the dough in the kitchen) and we almost knocked out both; only a single slice remained once we deemed ourselves full.
Then back at the cabin, the male folk played Fast Food Franchise while I watched. And now, well, now I'm tired. And I know I'll be sore tomorrow. But I'm grateful for the beautiful day and the gorgeous views and the time with Adam, Isaac, and Brady.
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