Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Gray Wolf Overnight — Time to make a climb.

Register here?

Not any more. No more pencils, no more paper cards, no information. The Park Service has recently entered the 20th century.

This way out. Or, um...

I didn't meet the person who gnawed this off at ground level. Maybe he was watching from the bushes, or resting his teeth.

Trillium? I think, sans blossom.

Someone took a bite out of this too. There's a whole lot of that going around.


Or footlog-with-railing. Over the Gray Wolf River. There is a camping area here, but, as with most such places, it is salted with assorted human detritus and likely to attract night-creepers and biters, as well as backpackers. I avoid such.