Sep 19

Back from one overnight trip and 21 miles later.  As usual, more pictures than words today.

Snow on Washington.

The Bonds made me think of the Highlands,

but there were no sheep grazing here.

Obligatory and dramatic snaps from the Bondcliff.

And my proudest moment was not the summiting of 4 peaks, but the rigging of the bear bag, made of shoestrings and determination.

Mine is the navy one tied by red shoestrings and a purple carabiner.  Glad to have packed the sleeping bag liner and the down vest.

The Zealand Hut kitchen crew had baked cinnamon rolls!   But I had enough to pack.  And enough of mountains, for a couple of days anyway.