This morning I was in the beautiful Gila River canyon and now I’m north of it in T Bar canyon. I’m glad to be done with river crossings. My feet are especially happy. They haven’t been dry in days. Putting on cold wet socks and putting them into gritty sandy wet shoes was tough each morning. The end of river hiking was Snow Lake with toilets, fresh water, and garbage cans – those little touches of modern society we take for granted. After resting there talking to other hikers I left and walked up into these idyllic grass covered hills. I’m camping with One-Pole next to a pond.
