Sunday, July 26, 2015

Gray Wolf Overnight — Continued tromping along gloomy trails.

Trail, yes. Gloomy, yes. Wonderful-fine, yes.

High up above the Gray Wolf River, going upstream.


And/or footlog. Your call what to call it. It works the same no matter which name you use.


That stuff on the ground? Salal. Kind of crinkly and stiff. Always clean and decent. An all-around nice shrub.


Approaching the confluence of the Gray Wolf River, Cameron Creek, and Grand Creek, which is where I turned right and began to climb.