Aside from a couple of days in Tuolumne, it had been a while since I had done anything in the Sierra. Luckily I had a chance to get back into the mountains due to a last minute change of plans. As I left Tatum's gymnastics competition in Burbank at about 9 o'clock Saturday night, I got a message from my climbing partner that she had to cancel our plans to climb at Tahquitz the next day. No problem. After thinking through several options, I decided to head north to get into something. As I drove home to pack up the car, I had pretty much decided on Mt Langley. After being weathered out by a snow storm on Mt Langley during a winter attempt on the North Face a couple of years ago, I had been wanting to get back to do a route on that side of the mountain. But having seen photos that a friend shared from his trip up the standard hiking route I decided that it might not be a bad way to enjoy a day in the mountains.
Usually I'm pretty good about getting things packed and hitting the road. I know where everything is, and it just works. That is until the phone rings...and I decide to jump online to help out a friend who needs some info and can't get to a computer. 11:30 PM hits and I'm finally out the door. A Java Monster and Mountain Dew later, I'm at the trailhead, daypack ready for an early departure, and I'm finally ready to get some sleep in the back of the Pathfinder at 2:30 in the morning.
5 AM. Is that really my alarm? I hit the snooze and hope it doesn't work. Five minutes later and I'm hearing that annoying alarm again. I tell myself that this just isn't going to happen but convince myself to set the alarm for 6 and see how I'm feeling then. Something wakes me up a little before 6 and as I'm trying to go back to sleep I tell myself that I'm much better off sleeping in, taking it easy, and maybe going for a short dayhike whenever I decided to get out of bed. After all, afternoon thunderstorms are in the forecast, so it was a pretty easy argument! That is until I realize its another hiker in the car next to me throwing on his pack and hitting the trail. OK, so maybe I should just get up and go. As I roll out of the sleeping bag I realize I'm still not totally convinced. After a quick breakfast of Pop Tarts and another Java Monster I hit the trail at 6:30 AM.
The hike really was spectacular. Fall colors were everywhere as I approached Cottonwood Lakes on my way to Old Army Pass. The lack of summer crowds was entirely welcome! The slog up Old Army Pass followed a trail the entire way and from there the way to the summit was obvious from all of the traffic along this route. At 11:30 I was on top of Mt Langley, just over 14,ooo ft high. After taking the obligatory photos from the summit, it was back to the car for me. A casual pace got me back at right about 2:30 PM as the afternoon thunderstorms moved in. I had passed a few people along the way, but for the most part had the entire place to myself. Not a bad way to spend a day in the mountains!