Take a look at this sign, guess which route we were doing? The longest one = Day #4: 10.2 miles, 2718 feet up in elevation, 1815 feet down. There was no sign about the bears so it was a go. This day was the "test" for me. Got an early start to beat the heat, especially because we learned there wasn't access to water until you were above tree line.
Going up, up, up & treated to beautiful views. Great way to start the day!
Stopping because I needed to get some air in my lungs, but it's good to pause and admire your surroundings.
Made it to the 2 mile mark, only 8.2 more to the campground.
This was one of several ice fields we had to cross. Todd did it, no problem. I on the other hand was more careful and cautious. Todd went across, dumped his pack, then came back to get my pack for me.
On the train ride we read about a man from Seattle who slipped on an ice patch and died. He was on a trail that was closed so he shouldn't have even been there in the first place, but still, this is what was going through my mind when I was crossing. So I looked for a pointed rock that I could stick into the ice for some stability. This would have been a good time to have hiking poles.
It was only 9 am but we took a rest on a rock overlooking this green field. I kept thinking, this is the time you want to see a bear, way on the other side of the field, but no such luck. It sure was windy, Todd got his hat and sunglasses blown off his head; I got cold and had to put on another shirt.
Happy, happy after eating a big snack and re-hydrating.


