hiking
2 days ago

A quarter mile in, we could hear the creek, which was quickly deemed ominous at best. Turns out that the spring run off, as it’s prone to do, turned Elk creek into a raging, wicked cold, death machine. Short of felling a tree or learning how to levitate, were stymied. So, in the grand tradition of good adventures... we backed up off of the creek about 200 meters (so the critters could hear us) and made the best out of it. It was a gorgeous night. Probably best hiked a bit later in the year (we were the first footprints in the May snow drifts)...with wet weather gear and a good attitude about wet socks.