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Going over Taboose pass is well documented so I will skip the blow by blow punches it throws at the traveller but it deserves all the respect and publicity it receives regarding difficulty on the east side of the crest then all the beauty on the west side. The area seems to be a vortex for the winds to funnel through and my trip certainly experienced plenty of that too.
Getting over Taboose is less about conditioning and more of enduring what it throws your way and that includes but certainly not limited to wind, steepness, talus and a combination of all those elements at the same time. Endure step by step until your are over the crest then take a sigh of relief and enjoy the endless views.
I would like to also mention here that the road to the trailhead is no longer suitable for sedans and low clearance vehicles. I rented a high clearance truck and was glad that I did. Okay, enough of that, here are some of the highlights....
An easy stroll in the Park to Taboose Lake?
Taboose Lake nicely nestled amid the talus acreage
My first objective was Stripped Mountain Basin but before I arrived to that destination, I made a brief side trip to check out Taboose Lake. The wind was of course howling so I hunkered down on the one and only small patch of grass that exists there and had my lunch. When I got to Stripped Mountain Basin that evening I realized I left my pocket cup back at Taboose lake, damn! ...wind storms and lost gear, I hoped these would not become the defining moments of this trip!
I had a pretty good camp at Lake 1, it was decently sheltered from the wind so I decided to stay an extra day in this location to day hike the basin. I also wanted to get up to the 3rd lake to fish and try out my Luna Sandals that I brought along as camp shoes to see if I could actually hike in them.
All the basin lakes were "Victory at Sea" but the upper most lake had one cove that was sheltered so I was able to get a dry fly onto the water and had good success for medium sized Rainbows. The bite in the first two lakes were totally shut down because of the wind.
3rd lake, Stripped Mountain basin
On my way down from the basin and heading back toward the Taboose trail, I could plainly see this small spur trail that's also shown on Caltopo so I decided to follow it and see if connects to the old trail or simply ends as the map shows.
Caltopo view
It does indeed simply end without connecting to any other trail. No big deal, the old north side trail was easy to find so I decided to follow it down to the JMT. The trail is no longer maintained so the occasion blowdown remains as does the young samplings that happen to sprout in the middle of the trail. The path becomes faint then terminates at the River/JMT area in what could be landmarked as a popular JMT camping area on the west side of the creek.
On my approach up to Cardinal Lake, I started my accent a little too soon, going up a timbered ridge that was full of game trails and cliffs, what a maze of false hopes that turned out to be, but I finally got on the right track and soon came upon a tarn that does not show on Caltopo. After the timbered ridge affair I started to wonder again if I was in the Cardinal basin proper or the Twilight Zone. Either way, it was deep enough to hold some nice Rainbows so I indulged for awhile before heading up stream on faith that I was indeed heading toward Cardinal.
CalTopo View. Cross country travel on timbered ridges is a PITA! 
FatMap View
Do you like to be serenaded by distant rock slides? Cardinal will be to your liking. All night long slides were occurring on the mountainside above the lake with some of the larger boulders actually rolling into the lake so I decided not to fish that side of the lake the next morning, those rocks were spooking me and the fish. It also kicked up quite a bit of dust that would eventually settle on the lake and create a dust slick of sorts.
Cardinal Lake rockslide dust at dawn.
Split Mountain area overview.
My northern most destination was the Split Mountain area within the Upper Basin and camped at the large unnamed lake at the base on the mountain. I was endlessly entertained by the Split view and the seemingly easy looking ramp to it's 14K+ summit. I decided to pass on the attempt and simply enjoy the view of the mountain instead of the view from the mountain. Besides, fishing is more my style so I concentrated on that instead, wind be damed!
Split Mountain overview.
As you know, the JMT weaves through the Upper Basin on its way over Mather Pass but I never saw a soul beyond the trail. I needed to book some quick easy mile back to the Taboose trail, so that trail is perfect for covering alot of miles and territory quickly. Within a couple of hours I was back in the vicinity of the northern Taboose trail, found it, and I was soon on my way back up to the pass. But there was one last agenda item. Go back to Taboose Lake and retrieve my pocket cup. Little details like that eat me up so I had to at least give it a try, and besides, the wind had settled down and who knows. maybe casting a fly might be possible?
I left the trail again close to the Pass and stayed well above these 3 tarns.
Taboose lake is only a mile or so off the trail, but the area is filled with acres and acres of sharp edged cuboids of talus. Every step needs to be planned so that landing wrong and getting injured does not become a reality. I did finally get onto a grassy ramp that made the final approach to the lake easier.
Closing in on the lake.
The view looking east toward Owens Valley.
After reaching the lake, there were no signs of my cup, no surprise there! The wind was now blowing at a subdued howl, but would predictably slacken every couple of minutes and I saw one area of the lake that benefited from the break, enough so that I even saw some small fish clear the water in pursuit of something (or being pursued by something larger??)
Even though it was now late in the day and I wanted to get on the east side of the pass before dark, I strung up my rod knowing that I had precious little time to decently explore the lake for possibilities. Just as I made my first attempted back cast a gust of wind crumbled it and the fly literally blew into the water before I could even begin my forward cast, several feet from its intended destination. But despite the terrible cast...Bam! Fish on. All of a sudden, time reality no longer existed, fishing mode was turned on and nothing else mattered now.
I did eventually get over the pass before dark but I was so bushed that I ate a stoveless meal of jerky burritoettes in my tent as the wind relentlessly howled away. At least the air was little bit warmer at 10,500 than it was at 12,500 and still a nice finish to a trip to some wild places.
Final thought on the last night of my trip? I need to lose then try to find my pocket cup more often if that what it takes to catch fish in the alpine Sierra!
As for the Luna Sandals and the zero drop concept? I was surprised at how well they performed in off trail conditions. I was concerned that debris getting caught between the foot and sandal would be an issue but it was not that way at all. Since I started wearing them, my foot strength has increased substantially and I think this is easing the pressure on my spine, knees and hips but spending a week in the Sierra with only sandals is not on my radar anytime soon but a zero drop trail runner certainly is.
