
Here we go again.

Can't remember what this amphitheater like place was called.

Rachel and I in the amphitheater

Looking out from the amphitheater

Beaver dam

Dropping packs to go up to Wrather's Arch

Wrather's Arch from a distance

Wrather's Arch up close

All the gang

Richard on a high rock

Looking through Wrather's Arch

Richard looking back the way we came

Mine and Julie's dirty shoes

Rachel eating watercress. I tried it. A little bitter.

S (aka Alf) gathering a bunch of watercress to add to his dinner.

Bamboo patch on the way back to our packs. So this side trip had a ton of poison ivy on it we could not avoid. When we got back to our packs I broke out my biodegradable soap and took a bath in the river, with my clothes on of course, washing my hair and all. It must have worked because I had no problems. One or two people had some itchy patches the next day.

We had to cross this log to get to an awesome spring back in there. Yes I fell on the log.

Bathing beauties. This is the day I played in the water. I even floated down the river a ways. Yes I got sand in my clothes.

Petroglyphs

Playing in the waterfall.

My home for the night.

George in front of his and Richard's tent.

Our kitchen

Rachel and her boys filtering water.

Sun is going down. Almost bedtime. No critters in camp this night. Still tied up our food and packs though. Next time I would take a rat sack for extra peace of mind.

We will be heading out this way tomorrow towards that opening.