This wasn't no sissy ass backpacking trip.We ran into bears on the trail, had people sleep in 100% soaked gear from hiking in rain all day, got snowed on, climbed mountain passes, bagged peaks, drank whiskey, laughed, listened, feasted, and gulped from the cup of life.
Yogi was just walking down the trail when we met each other around a corner. Yogi climbed this tree so fast it was nuts. Sorry buddy!!!
"Two roads diverged in a yellow wood..." R. Frost
The A-Team on the summit of Beacon at 10,224 ft. That's Gallatin Peak(11,015 ft) behind us and Thompson Lake our second nights camping spot at the valley floor.
Way too many flowers for August. Wet summer indeed.
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