A Dozen Days

Last night a windstorm blustered its way around the mountain while we slept. Found a way to sleep through that, but I'm pretty sure some rocks were sliding down the mountain at some point. In my dream, I was Frodo hiding while the Nazgul rode by. 

Our first task was to cross the gorgeous stream we refilled at last night. 

Success and dry feet!

We decided to push another 16 mile day to reach the next water stop. We took turns leading and stopped for frequent snacks. Eating feels more like shoveling coal into a furnace at this point. Gotta keep it moving!

Even though we technically best this high point when we did the Crater Lake Rim Trail and the lookout, you don't pass up a photo op when you look this good! 

Some breaks are more productive than others. 

The trail alternated between shade dappled forests and scorching, golden pumice fields, with some hair-raising ledges thrown in for fun. 

Up late enough to see the sunset for a change, thanks to thru hiker Gypsy stopping by to eat and chat with us.