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 The trip begins with Greg getting back from Europe, grabbing some stuff from his suitcases in the parking lot |
 and we head to a late evening hike into camp near shoe box falls |
 We hike along the river in the morning, where spring is beginning to burst |
 We have breakfast by the river, where we can't quite agree on who forgot the spoons |
 we head up a trailless access to the Jay wilderness area |
 eventually climbing to views |
 Taping blisters is a must |
 Following the Jay ridge |
 taking a rest |
 and checking out the cool rocks |
 We scramble up |
 reaching a neat outcrop |
 Great views from the outcrop |
 Cliff rehydrates while he views |
 We scramble down |
 following the ridge |
 Er, Cliff says this is the way |
 Hey, the top, for real |
 We huddle for lunch with a bit of hail |
 What we scrambled down, must now be scrambled up |
 Crowds gather to watch Cliff photograph a tree in a crevice |
 Steve takes a break in the rocks |
 signs of spring on the ridge |
 more spring |
 We make our way back to camp |
 to enjoy shoe box falls |
 and Greg's falls |
 The beaver dams unrepaired after the spring floods |
 We head out in the dim morning light; river crossing |
 muck crossing |
 breakfast on the rocks by "inner camp" |
 Rough, long climbing along the stream toward Dix |
 We pause for a rest; Sam and Erin head back |
 The others push onward until that moment to leave the stream |
 Cliff didn't warn us about this |
 Enjoying the snow |
 Facing a long climb up the slide |
 Carefully making our way along the snow |
 Snow and ice below the ledge |
 Up over the ledge, the snow is mostly gone |
 But still a ways to go |
 Greg pauses for a drink |
 Last scramble before we head into the brush |
 The brush |
 Climbing through the brush is difficult describe, but Greg says that "if what Cliff does requires you to go hand over hand with your feet off the ground, he shouldn't call it hiking" |
 Finally on the Beckhorn of Dix |
 we descend along trailless herd path on the way to Hough |
 On Hough |
 Our hero Steve shows his claws |
 Descending Hough is hard to describe, but Greg says "if I were making the herd path, it would go around this" |
 We make it to South Dix |
 and then to East Dix, but Steve has lost a claw |
 we are going down what? |
 Checking out the view from East Dix |
 We descend a bit; Cliff hangs out on a rock |
 Greg and |
 Matt prefer the Moss |
 but descend we must |
 and we do descend |
 a ledge with a hand rail |
 Matt and Greg have gotten their "slide" feet |
 All to soon, the slide is done |
 and we are back to camp, ready for dinner and a rest |
 We do dinner on the usual rocks |
 In the morning we break camp |
 and head on out |