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| Crossing the bog at
Milk Ranch |
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| Back on track at
the next meadow up |
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| View as we climb up
the North Ridge trail |
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| Resting in another
burned-out spot |
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| Arriving at our
lunch spot |
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think you're going with my wasabi pea? |
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| Me and our lunch
stop view |
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| David taking in the
scenery |
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| Purple flowers on
the ridge trail |
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| View from the top
of the ridge line |
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| The beginning of
our longest stretch of burned-out forest |
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| Paige and Theresa
on the ridge |
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| Ghost trees
guarding the snowy trail |
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| The imprint of a
burned tree |
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| The remains of a
manzanita, sneaking up on Theresa, Dale and Paige |
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| Fallen tree bark
patterns |
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| Paige checking out
the slowly-recovering pines |
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| Dale, Theresa and
Paige at the big fallen tree |
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| Back at the loop
junction, having survived the land of a thousand swtichbacks |
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| A cascade on Stony
creek, seen from the switchbacks |
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| Me with David's
ornery bear canister |
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