|Here's the lower Bonny Lake. Pass is in the background.|
|The trail continues down into the East Fork of the Wallowa River. Those mountains are a chain that separate the two forks of the river.|
|Happiness is: no thunderstorms, wilderness and chocolate chip cookies.|
|I had to cross a snowfield. Katey, recognize these shoes?|
|A big open playground. |
I passed a group of retired smokejumpers who were doing volunteer trail maintenance. Love them. And two backpackers. That was it. I'm afraid I'm becoming a hiking snob. Do I really want to hike the JMT with crowds?