The Grand Canyon of the Tuolumne and Falls
A calm Tuolumne River glides past me near the camp between falls. There is a nice beach on the right. Good luck getting to it.
Camping Between Falls
The Grand Canyon of the Tuolumne and Falls, June 2004I have to say I was tired and ready for camp. The trail climbed again a ways besides the river then well above it along a bushy slope. About mid-way through this pocket canyon there was a small bushy exposed flat area with a slope leading down to what appeared to be a level area to the right. Dave got involved talking with someone (we had finally met people on the trail), so I investigated the slope. Once beyond the flat part of the trail-slope I saw a well-defined use-trail leading downward to the woods below. I went back and insisted to Dave we go check it out and went to do just that.
Following the use trial through low bush, it dumped out in a flat area that became a pine needle covered flat. Soon enough I discovered a not-too-often used fire-ring and just an excellent camp area not too near the river. Heck, a small army could camp there: there was plenty of room. I dumped my pack near my chosen tent spot and went back and guided Dave to the camp. Once again we were among giant trees next to the Tuolumne River in an outstanding camp. I set up camp, washed up and plopped down in my chair, determined to enjoy the evening after a long hard day of hiking. Despite the calm water nearby, you could hear the roar of falls in the distance: very soothing.
Near the camp between Waterwheel and LeConte falls you can look north from a bend in the river and see the Tuolumne River hurrying towards Waterwheel Falls. The sun streams over the walls of a part of point 8690.
After the usual chores of the evening (the sun was gone early in that deep canyon), I explored the wood a bit, and followed the river as much as I could for a pleasant walk. As soon as it was dark, I was in my bag with a book. That did not last for long as I was lulled to sleep by the river. It had been quite a day.
