Bush-wacking through the forest!

I was right, he was wrong! Sigh.
Long story short: I was swayed and followed my husband into the forest for 8 hours of bush-wacking!
That's right, you heard me.
Any other day that would be high adventure and totally fine. I'm into it.
That's just not what I got up at 4:30 in the morning to do! (an accomplishment in itself).
So, Hayden Peak will have to wait.



Just for the record, this grandma climbed over lots of dead-falls and boulders:

We passed through several meadows:

Yes. I climbed up and over these boulders:
Why? Because that's what we do:

If we had done this day right, we would be looking down on Mount Baldy out there.
Obviously we aren't:

Sitting on a rock here:

We walked along the tree line for awhile, just to look around:

On the way back, we couldn't find the exact spot that we had come up and we were what I call 'Ledged Up'.
That means the only way down is to fly or fall, so we looked for a new route.
In that process I found this little pond:

Using G.P.S. and my general idea about following the water, we passed through several tiers of meadows.
There were dozens of Moose Tracks at each one, but no critters:

We reached the bottom meadow, which runs by the trail. We could hear people for the first time all day:

We drove to Butterfly Lake to eat our sandwiches. We watched people canoe and Kayak:

So, I forgive Joe. I always do. Haha.