
Trailhead |

rock hopping |

cooling off in the river |

relaxing |

pink sunset |

peeking at the falls |

moon in the glow |

breakfast at Cascade Lake |

off from South Meadow |

to Marcy dam |

serious ascending |

relaxing at McIntryre brook |

nearing treeline on Wright |

alpine goldenrod abounds |

open rock ascent |

it's very windy |

more climbing |

a pose on top |

boots with a view |

back down over |

a summit puddle |

steep descent |

watch your step |

nearing treeline |

into the trees |

sloppy trails |

lots of rock to climb |

or rest upon |

seriously steep |

ascending open rock |

alpine vegetation |

a pause |

rattlesnakeroot |

lots of ascent |

rest out of the wind |

summit mushroom |

sky darkens |

a rapid descent |

lots of open rock |

a blue sky day at treeline |

but british soldiers lurk |

descent into trees |

trail crosses |

and follows streams |

a fine rest |

a view of Colden |

pose at avalanche lake |

dragonfly |

hard to leave this spot |

trail bolted on |

straight up the mountains on opposite shores |

ladders |

nearing lake's end |

view from the end |

rappeling |

into the pass |

an below an avalanche |

back to Marcy dam |

Atlantic Fritillary Butterfly |

trrailside dam |

back near camp |

breakfast |

glare |

stream in the dike |

morning hop |

into the Dix wilderness |

climbing Etown No. 4 |

to views |

indian pipes |

steep open rock |

a pause |

more climbing |

peaceful rest |

grand view |

down before up |

steep down |

glacial boulders strewn |

before the mountain of doom |

really |

its just like limping in a rock garden |

fine views from spotted mountain |

we pose |

the easy way down |

nice ledge |

descent through thick woods |

down north |

lunch at the stream |

and some relaxing |

we wander down to catch the herdpath |

beaver pond to meadow |

rock hop |

relaxing, peaceful, clean |

a visitor is excited |

scratches |

beavers tolerate our visit |

biting toe nails |

the kids frolick |

the beaver dam is impressive and the mountins we climbed |

a morning hop or two and we are home |