Unfortunately, we never made it to the campsite. We were unable to ford a creek at the top which was fat with spring run-off. Friday night (hiking up after work... after working a 12-day straight stretch... throwing a rather major temper tantrum at the 3 km marker which I'd rather not elaborate on) we ended up camping on the trail. Saturday morning, we tucked tail and headed back down.
Here are a few photos anyway.
There is a giant river at the bottom that requires crossing. The bridge has been washed out. Luckily there is a giant slippery log to allow crossing! We frog-jumped across it as follows:
On the way back down, I stopped halfway to take photos of the raging river and waterfall.
Oh, and the fallen bridge of course!
A beauty shot of Maggie from the car.I also took a video of the river. Apologies for the poor video quality... We need a new camera.
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