While talking with the host here at the camp ground, he mentioned a trail that paralleled the river. The trailhead was in another campground downstream. The plan was to hike it up to where our campground was, take a few pictures along the way, then back track to the trailhead.
As luck would have it, there were two trails at the parking area, Neither one was marked, so I started out on what appeared to be the most traveled. I soon realized that It definitely wasn’t the riverbank trail. But, what the heck, it’s a trail.
Some areas were paved with concrete blocks filled with soil. Definitely would not have enjoyed getting them up there.
Up and up I go, till I finally break out near the top. Looking down on most of the surrounding landscape.
I enter an old burned area with lots of grass, shrubs, and flowers.
From there it’s on through as aspen grove.
Soon I reach a turnaround point. The whistle pig gave a warning as I entered his domain.
I sit for a while looking out over the surrounding area. Pull out my phone to see the time and realize I have a signal. Call the neighbor back home to check on things and chat for a while. Drink a bottle of water and ponder the descent.
Soon I was retracing my steps. No fantastic vistas or historic ruins were found on the hike. Just two and a half hours of hiking along, wondering what may be around the next bend, enjoying it all.
I did run into these guys later in the day.
Interesting hike planned for tomorrow….jc