On 14 Jul 12, we headed to West Fork Blacks Fork for a flat backpack for Tracy’s healing ankle. Somehow we had never hiked here, and this trail was really, really pretty. The forecast was calling for rain and cold, but we decided we would try it…
I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news. - John Muir