|That's my frozen hair.|
I hate being cold, miserable and wet. And packing seems to involve a lot of cold, wet, snow. Brrr. This week involved frozen fingers, toes, and hair. I don't know how on earth I'm going to last till second season.
On Saturday Jim and I headed into Tamarack. It's beautiful up there, but it had rained then snowed so I didn't bother taking my camera. Sunday we headed to a campsite called BigPot. It's beautiful up there, but the ridge top was rather chilly. (To say the least!)
At least I got brave and exposed my camera/bare finger to the elements to snap some pictures.
|Heading into Big Pot|
Once you drop down into Big Pot, the chill went away - but man o' man it was cold coming out of the camp. Drop camps are always interesting. You never know what gear customers will bring or how many mules you will need. It's the nature of the business, I guess.
|Heading out of Big Pot|
|Looking towards Moss Springs|
|Working our way out of Mud Flats|
(Sorry for any spelling mistakes... I'm really tired!!)