Looking toward a railroad track or else back toward Interstate 15. I'm not really sure. That's fog, not smoke.
Looking back at Interstate 15 at Cajon Pass and at all the interesting rock formations in between.
I opened a water cache and found these cute mice shivering in fear. So I closed the door.
Heading up up up toward the snowy peaks in the San Gabriels.
Staying at the host family's house while the snow storm dumps a ton of snow outside for a few days.
The trailhead near Wrightwood on Highway 2.
Tony at the Evergreen Restaurant in Wrightwood
The trail looks a little too snowy to me. To Tony it's like a summer's day in Buffalo.
My Uncle Lorenzo decided to continue on. He's from Italy.
Tony and I road walked to Vincent Gap and then slack-packed back. The snow was slushy but the trail was pretty.
We decided a few days later to attempt Baden-Powell.
Lots of snow on Baden-Powell
We made it to the top. Well, to the trail junction anyway.
I gave up on trying to posthole the PCT so Tony and I went down a gully to the road. This picture only shows the last little bit of our descent and doesn't at all capture the craziness of what we did.
