The Talking Horse

In the distance, slickrock glistens with the flow of water, which eventually reaches the dry washes and turns them into streams.  My route today would require me to hope or wade across 9 crossings.  The above group look up and down stream for a way across but there are no better options.

This woman got about half way across and then fell in.  I took off my shoes and socks and went across and redressed.

Snow clings to the slopes 8-9000' above me.  Ski Valley received 5" of rain last week so I think skiing has been suspended although some snow arrived a few days ago so hard to say.

I passed 4 hikers who were headed to an uninspiring destination so since I was in no hurry today, I encouraged them to follow me to a falls instead.  A group of four riders passed us and then at yet another stream crossing....

...waited for the horses to drink.  At about the 2.5 mile point, we rounded a corner and....

….the falls was spectacular.  Many additional falls are up there, protected from view unless you do a climb.  After my hiking foursome assured me they knew their way back, I headed back but encountered....

…. a group of three riders and horses.  The one above took interest in me.  Moving on.....

The trail cut through the end of what must have been a powerful landslide.

Once I reached the midpoint of the 5 mile hike, I stopped taking off my shoes and just waded across the streams.  Of course, now I had to get my shoes dry for tomorrow's hike.

The poppies are blooming now each late morning.  Beautiful day.