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| partners | | After looking at several other hikes, we chose WCC for our spring backpack, as none of us had been here before. We set out into beautiful, unknown country on a warm Friday morning. Wanting to get far away from loud, obnoxious partiers, we headed up to the 4th crossing. Several off trail explorations netted us a small campsite with plenty of shade. While the other guys cooked steaks for dinner, I ventured down the creek to set up a rope swing with the beastly heavy rope I'd brought. A trial at dusk was successful, so I returned to camp to cook quesadillas on a hot rock in the fire.
Saturday was full of laziness, broken up by a meander along the creek, and plenty of rope swinging/swimming. Jason hosted a hilarious spider documentary ala Steve Irwin..."Oooh, he's pissed off now!" A cold front and wind stopped the water fun early, but I continued on to the brink of hypothermia. Dinner that night was less glorious, consisting of Mountain House all around.
Sunday morning we headed out, encountering the full weekend crowds. Some shirtless dude was dancing around a campfire he had built on a rock ledge....
Before heading home, we had lunch at Las Margaritas Grill in Camp Dirty. The food was good, and the chips and salsa were accompanied by bean dip. Sweet.
I saw more spiders this weekend than I've seen in years. It was reminiscent of Wet Beaver Creek. Big, gross ones, dancing around in my tent, my food, my hair, etc. But they must keep the bugs in check, so it's all good!  |
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