We went backpacking in the Ruby Mountain Range over the 4th of July weekend with a few of Matt's friends. This trip was fun overall and I wouldn't give back the experience but I must say upfront that I was misinformed about the weather conditions we would be camping in. I had no idea it was going to be cold! I did not pack for cold weather. I had only the liner of my coat and the zipper was broken. What can I say, it was July and Nevada. I never even thought to look at the weather. It didn't help that everyone was telling me I was crazy to go backpacking in Nevada, that I would die of heat. So I must say, I was shocked when I got out of the car and it was F'ing Freezing!
If you know anything at all about me then you know that I do not do well in the cold. I blame my mom for this. Growing up she hated the cold. If we went outside in cooler weather, she would bundle us up tight. If we were in the car, the heater was on high. We slept with multiple blankets. Our house temperature was always kept over 75. When we got home from being out in the winter, mom and I would turn the heater up and drape a sheet over it. We then napped under the giant bubble of hot air the sheet made. Knowing this, it should be no surprise that my ideal temperature is 85 or above. I wish it were different but its not. I honestly do not like being cold. I was a trooper though and despite some of the thoughts that went through my head, I did make it out alive and with all of my toes.
Matt and I at the trail head.
I have never hiked in snow before. I was terrified that I would fall and slide down into the frozen lake at the bottom of this incline.
This is the frozen lake I was terrified of sliding into.
Mike, Daina, Sam, and Myself.
A view looking down the incline.
Mike and Daina.
They are such great people and I must say they make an adorable couple.
Another lake. I think this place would be paradise in warmer weather.
Matt and I.
This tree was pretty cool as it had grown in the middle of a giant rock.
Almost time to set up camp. I was thrilled to see dirt. Up until this point, I was convinced we were camping on snow.
Sam on the contrary found his perfect temperature on this trip! I always feel bad on warmer trips because he gets so hot and uncomfortable. This trip however was completely different. I have never seen the dog with so much energy. He LOVED it!
Me in the tent.
Morning shot of the Lake we camped next to.
Another morning shot.
I will not deny the fact that it was beautiful.
We found a frog.
Oh come on....of course we had to catch him!
Matt and I still on a morning walk.
A backpacking trip would not be complete if Sam didn't get wet and roll in the dirt.
Matt and Sam.
Time to go home. I won't lie. I wasn't heartbroken.
Matt. I love him!
After looking at these pictures I feel like I might benefit from posting a picture from our Dark canyon trip so here we go......
That's more like it *Big Smile*