Wind River Range, WY
Morning brought glacial erratics (or the last ice age did) and even more excellent light.
(That’s no small rock made to look big with some fancy depth of field trick. That’s a legitimate Volkswagen balanced up there.)
We quickly hoofed it the last few hundred feet up the pass for an eagle eye view of the headwaters of the Green River. The very first lakes in a nearly 750 mile long river.
We reached the top of the pass, and said goodbye to the last vestige of the winter of 09/10.
We descended quickly, and found our way into some of the best trout fishing of the trip. Honestly, you could stick your pinky finger in and pull out a Cut Throat with it.
And so we did, fish after fish.
We promptly got back to the trail, and put in a solid 13 mile day, over the popular Freemont creek and Titcomb basin areas.
And quickly setup a camp that was prime for trout smoking, just beyond Lester Pass.
A feast of trout and…
…corn cakes, ensued.
Tank dug it.
A day of cloudy weather, forest trudging, stream crossings was to follow. The camera spent much of the day in the dry bag, but as we neared our next camp the sun came back out, and we treated Anderson to one of the most elaborate backcountry birthdays ever to be procured. Salmon, couscous (the rice so nice they named it twice, thanks Dwyer), sun dried tomatoes, and Parmesan topped the menu.
Anderson was a happy camper. Literally and figuratively.
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