Here is the ski lift that we went up. I'd never been on a ski lift before. It wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. It also took a long time. You think that it ends at the top of the hill, but it doesn't, it keeps going and going all the way up a much larger hill.
A picture of the valley from the ski lift.
Here is the view from the top of the hill. You can see a nearby road that is all curvy with switchbacks.
Bigger mountains in the distance.
The rocks up here had some really cool colored lichen, but it didn't really come out so well in the photo.
Another view from the top.
The dot at the top of that mountain is me!
Someone had piled a bunch of stones into a cairn at the top of the mountain. I figured that it was some sort of symbolic thing, like planting a flag, so I put a stone on top too. Dave said it was just a trail marker.
Dave starts the long walk down to the bottom.
There wasn't a trail, so we basically followed a river down. It was much steeper than it looks in this picture.
