We head into Shoe Box falls in rain, beginning three days of wet feet |
the falls are roaring |
we set up camp with a tarp |
and head toward Elizabethtown No4 avoiding most river crossings |
we use the East Dix "herd path" for the crossover between the North and South Boquet |
first views on the climb of Etown No4 |
more climbing |
the view from the top |
wet feet already demand attention |
view above the clouds |
Cliff loves these mountains |
the descent begins |
we did need to cross the South Boquet |
and returned to a raging Shoe Box falls |
for dinner |
hanging things to dry at 5am the next morning |
we skirt the North Boquet to the herd path |
and enjoy breakfast on the stream that runs from the South Boquet toward Dix |
we follow the stream |
taking a break |
here is where we follow a side stream |
Steve trying to kick rocks down on Cliff |
we reach the slide |
take on precious water |
and climb, |
climb |
climb |
spring is just starting for trees on the slide, and the sky looks promising too |
view of the slide |
climb near the top |
into the brush at the top |
on top |
flat out |
dry those feet |
take in the view |
and descend the other side |
with walls of rock |
lunch by the stream |
thunder sounds as we reach Dix pond |
we scramble along the trail as the thunderstorms hit |
taking some shelter at Slide Brook |
we climb toward the slide |
reaching its dirty, eroding, lower end |
making progress |
more to go |
wide view from the slide |
clambering at the top of the slide |
taking a break on top |
we cross over to South Dix |
as rain hits anew |
there are several split rocks on the cross over to East Dix |
Cliff sits on the height of land |
Steve takes a view above the slide |
and takes a quick rest |
descending slightly |
then more seriously |
as the sun gets low |
we descend the slide |
make the stream crossing back after dark |
for a very late dinner, after 17+ hours on the hike |
the next morning we head out past Shoe Box |
to have breakfast at the trailside swimming hole |
and we climb toward Jay |
through misty woods |
we take a break as we reach the ridge |
we wander along the ridge |
soon the ridge is mostly open rock |
with hints of more to come |
neat rocks to play on |
some interesting descents |
raining on the summit |
we take some shelter for lunch |
a nice cold, wet lunch that is |
back along the ridge |
the salamander is happy with the weather |
we return |
to break a wet camp |
last look at the flowers |
we can't resist a canonball into the swimming hole |
and hike out refreshed |