This is definitely one place I never would have reached in a rental car, so I jumped at the chance when bart01 offered to bring me out. The ride alone is an adventure, especially in all the varieties of precipitation we encountered. I was even more impressed when I sunk ankle-deep into the road upon stepping out of the truck, and that was before it got worse.

The rain/snow/sleet/graupel added some risk to the transportation, but with ever-changing wind, clouds, fog, and sun, it amplified the mountains' beauty and the thrill of being there. We searched quite a bit off-trail for other sites, a steep, wet, wet, and steep detour that was also more than a bit slippery. bart01 searched more extensively than I did because he's used to defying gravity in his daily life. I only thought he died twice and was weighing the advisability of repeating his errors to confirm it when a clatter of rocks directed my attention to his ten fingers, five toes, and one head clearing a clifftop below me. My relief distracted me from how wet, steep, and slippery the rest of the ascent was.

I don't want to say too much about the site, except that it was nice to observe somebody else negotiate the logs before attempting entry myself. I was struck by the volume and the views, and it sure was nice to be warm and dry for a while.

As bart01 described in his log, the return trip on FR203 made the approach seem like a walk in the park. I couldn't believe how many rocks and even boulders dotted the road that weren't there on the way in.

What a great day!