Campsite inventory and obliteration at Disappointment Lake. Yay! I got to lead my longest string ever, three mules, including Leon, who often carries our food in bear-resistant boxes because they are heavy and he is big. Leon seems to have a sense of humor - he will ram you with the corners of his boxes and he appears to know exactly what he was doing. At one point when we stopped for a minute, we left him dallyed on Trooper's saddle horn, and he positioned himself at an unlikely angle, apparently so he could dig the corner of one of his boxes into Trooper's ribs. Me and my string:
Trooper and Franky taking their morning nap:
Piglet and Leon:
Red Mountain Basin is gorgeous, but the trail up there is steep and unforgiving, which you can tell from the place names up there: Hell for Sure pass, Devil's Punchbowl, Disappointment Lake. Below is beautiful, and entirely un-disappointing, Disappointment Lake:
Sunset from our campsite near Mount Henry:
Why why why would you carry a boarding pass this far? Unfortunately this special person burned his or her name, otherwise I would have sent it back to him/her with a request to please obliterate his/her fire ring in the future and pack out half-burned trash.
Self portrait with a tiny blue sliver of Devil's Punchbow in the upper left side of the picture:
You can't really tell from the picture, but this granite was so slick and steep it made my toes curl. Thank goodness Franky knows what to do:
On our last morning, frost in the meadow while we took down the fence and dispersed the piles of horse and mule poo:
Trooper and Franky taking their morning nap:
Piglet and Leon:
Red Mountain Basin is gorgeous, but the trail up there is steep and unforgiving, which you can tell from the place names up there: Hell for Sure pass, Devil's Punchbowl, Disappointment Lake. Below is beautiful, and entirely un-disappointing, Disappointment Lake:
Sunset from our campsite near Mount Henry:
Why why why would you carry a boarding pass this far? Unfortunately this special person burned his or her name, otherwise I would have sent it back to him/her with a request to please obliterate his/her fire ring in the future and pack out half-burned trash.
Self portrait with a tiny blue sliver of Devil's Punchbow in the upper left side of the picture:
You can't really tell from the picture, but this granite was so slick and steep it made my toes curl. Thank goodness Franky knows what to do:
On our last morning, frost in the meadow while we took down the fence and dispersed the piles of horse and mule poo:
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