It's been a while since I've payed a visit to Barry. I was making excellent time going up Goat Camp until I started to feel really lightheaded about 2 miles in. Took a brief rest and drank some water. I toned it down a bit, but was still able to keep a good pace along the rest of the trail. The Jeep trail seemed easier to follow this time around, and the service road was just as strenuous as I remember. I found the trip as a whole to be a butt-kicker. It was about 50 degrees throughout, and I think Mapdex said 46 for the actual peak. This made it much more comfortable than my previous July trips.
The views from the top were incredible in all directions, especially my favorite - west. I listened to the whirring machinery, that didn't really need to be there, while I had lunch. On the way down, I took a quick side trip to the southern outcrop around the two mile marker. There was a chubby looking hawk perched up there, but it took off before I could get a good picture. I could also see a good ways up Black Canyon which has been on the back burner for a little bit.
Next time I'll head up Mesquite to even things out.