As usual, I awoke before the kids.
After they roused themselves, we broke camp and walked the six miles of easy downhill trail toward Muir Trail Ranch.
We arrived around 10am and let ourselves in at the gate.
Horses! |
Muir Trail Ranch feels like two separate businesses. First, it's an excellent resupply stop. You mail your resupply bucket from home, pay them $65 for each bucket they hold for you, then, when you arrive, your bucket is there on the date you specify, and there's a shaded area for you to go through it and ditch what you don't need. All those buckets in a row below, plus more you can't see, are filled with food and supplies other hikers have left behind. You can take whatever you like from those buckets and leave whatever you don't want from your own. Everything is neatly organized. There's also a long power strip for folks to charge their gadgets, and there's a faucet with fresh drinking water. It's a nice operation. The only thing you can't do, unless you're staying the night as a paid guest, is use their toilets. That shouldn't be a big deal for anyone who's been backpacking in the woods for days/weeks.
The second business is the resort itself. There are beautiful cabins, private hot springs, and a to-die-for dining service. It's a lovely place to stay; the usual clientele hike or ride horses into the ranch from the Florence Lake area.
Not long after we arrived, a couple we recognized from Vermilion Valley Resort walked into the resupply area. The man's name was Don and the woman's name was Debbie; they were from Washington DC. We introduced ourselves (we hadn't spoken at VVR, I just remember seeing their faces) and chatted until the MMR folks told us we could check in. Don and Debbie were staying two nights, as we were, so we took the tour together and then went into our respective cabins.
The cabins are rustic, individual buildings that dot the banks of a lovely stream.
The interior of our cabin was spacious and charming.
After we settled in, we tackled our laundry. The girls and I had fun using the old-fashioned washing machine.
Sage using the old-fashioned wringer. |
Private hot spring! |
Cleaning ourselves before entering the water. |
Good times. |
I'll describe more features of Muir Trail Ranch in my next entry, which will be posted late Saturday evening, Aug. 25.
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