A Pacific Crest Trail Morning Jaunt
| Starting early, morning sun on Red Mountain. |
| Lots of big trees down from summer windstorms. |
| The Mountain |
| Crossing one of several scree fields, taunted by marmot whistles. |
| Finn wants to make sure I take in the view. |
| So I do. |
| Up high we found lupine blooming - in late September! |
| Finn poses at the false Catwalk. |
| Almost there...steep drops all around... |
| The Catwalk! Six miles up from the trail head, but very much worth it. |
Today I found ripe mountain blueberries to eat. Finn has no interest in them. Meadow loves them, so much so that I had to teach her to pick her own because she kept demanding I feed her all that I'd picked for myself. Maia, like Finn, doesn't see the appeal.
I can't imagine playing on mountain trails dog-less. I can't imagine life dog-less.