Beaver Mountain Hike

Wes, Clint and I took off for an expedition today.  One day last ski season, Wes crashed and lost the binding off his ski.  Being the mountain man that he is, he remembered some landmarks and knew exactly where he had crashed.  So today, we set off to see if we could find the missing binding.  We all started off a little grumpy.  That is typical:

We parked at the yurt and started our hike there:

The runs look so different in the summer.  They didn't seem as wide to me, probably because they are full of foliage now.  I think this is looking up toward the waterfall:

Wes had us hike through the forest.  He's not a "stay on the trail" kind of hiker like I am.  It made me a little nervous, even though I know Wes never gets lost in the woods:

This is how my pants looked after hiking that section of woods:

I felt better when I could see the Triple and I knew where I was:

This is me, waiting for the snow to fall!

We finally made it over to the place where Wes crashed.  It was almost as far from the base area as we could get!  But that's okay because it made for a fun hike.  We started to look for the binding:

This is what it looked like.  We were trying to search through these bushes that were nearly as tall as me:

It would have been totally cool to have a photo of that binding and say that we found it!  But alas, no success.  There was just too much growth to even see the ground.  Oh well.  This is Ted's Rock, it seemed a lot steeper climbing up it than it does to ski down it!

By the end of the day, we had some smiles.  It was a gorgeous day for a hike, and it was so fun to see Beaver Mountain in the summertime!