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| Good morning, trail. |
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| Ambrose heading up the first little hill of the morning. |
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| Deadfall was the theme of the day. |
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| We got to hike in the shade for quite some time this morning. |
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| There’s still snow out here – not that it has been snowing recently, but this snow has survived all summer, and will likely not melt before winter comes back. |
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| Looks like an avalanche came through here and tore down a swath of trees. |
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| I saw many trees bowed down from the weight of the snows. |
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| We took a break at this campsite about a mile from Nanny Creek where another pair had spent the night. |
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| Tilting trees. |
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| Did I mention there was deadfall? |
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| I tried to be extra careful when we walked on rocky trail – “donkey rollers” as Ambrose said. |
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| It was really strange to have Ambrose be in front of me all the time. |
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| We got caught by the sun. |
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| Oh look, a fallen tree. |
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| And another one. |
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| Ha, no fallen trees blocking trail in the meadow! |
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| But this one made us divert up and over, which I didn’t like because going down was steep and on loose dirt that made me nervous to step and trust my ankle would hold. |
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| We passed through several sections like this, small trees making us step up and over in quick succession. |
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| I’m not sure this section of trail had trees that didn’t experience avalanches. |
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| These poor trees had their tops snapped off. |
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| Yup. More. |
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| At least the river was running low enough that we could rock hop across rather than take our boots off. |
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| But we didn’t get away from the fallen trees. |
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| I could go under that one easily – Ambrose had a bit more trouble. |
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| Just another couple hundred feet up and we’d be at camp. |
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| After another crossing where we maybe could have rock hopped, but didn’t, we were nearly there. |
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| And, here we are, at what we call “Horse Camp” for the old droppings – yet another fallen tree. But there was still room for our tent. |