We start this report, already a mile into our hike. There, far below, a member of our group, Wendy sitting on a rock in the clearing, who didn't comprehend the difficulty of today's hike so spit the bit. She was a good sport and didn't seem to mind that she waited 2+ hours for us to return. It being an hour+ drive from the gathering point, she had few options.
I've done the climb to Picketpost Mountain quite a few times but organized a group to join me. Of course, I had the usual last minute cancellations but that was ok as there were 3 of us then only 2 as we handled each obstacle, of which there were many.
We adopted a couple of ladies who were unsure of the route and when climbing up the dry falls shown in the previous image, I suggested they paus and check out the view so....
….they did. Always thankful for a brief respite from the rigors of the climb and route finding.
Once out of the hard climb out of the drainage, we approach a final climb but first, look through this gap at the magnificent view.
There is a false summit, some more moderate climbing then this final slope and.....
….damn! You should see it in person. Thin clouds obscured some of the distant mountain ranges but still, damn!
And more and.....
….more as we look across St. Rt. 60 into the Superstitions. We didn't linger all that long as our hiking companion was waiting way down so we.....
….navigated our way, steeply, through the walls. We picked up Wendy and then.....
….more horses. The middle horse, 24 years, was being led around for some exercise. Rather than a mountain bike, I'm thinking I should get a horse.