Bye Brant, we’ll miss you.

Our pal Brant is moving back to Vancouver Island.  I think he may have made a tactical error in partying so hard last night though.  We may be shuttling up, but this is a tough ride, especially when it’s going to be high 30’s in there and he’s got a fullface helmet. 

He spent a good part of the day throwing up hot water.

Now see if you can find the secret trailhead using only the info in the pic below.

Terry tagged along today too.  Here he’s taking advantage of what little water there is out there to cool off.

Awesome day up there.  Here’s proof:

Another creek crossing, and John gets a soaker.

Brant bailed out just as the trail got rad.  He threw up hard enough that he passed out, so it was down the quad track for him.  For the rest of us it was a few thousand feet of techgnar rock, with this little climb thrown in for good measure.

Our reward for our efforts.

No bad deed goes unpunished around here.

Yeah, we spent some time up on the bluffs, but that doesn’t mean we didn’t find the time to stop and smell the flowers.  This is the first Mariposa Lily I’ve seen all year.

A few more sexy rock and lake shots, and I’m out.