Pushing on towards The Horn, rain began to fall and while I was descending on the far side's steep, rocky terrain it turned into a downpour. By Saddleback Junior, the moisture had worked itself out of the clouds and the sun, acting coy, popped out for brief appearances.
Poplar Ridge Lean-to had been an option as a stopping point, but the "baseball bat" flooring, while interesting, didn't entice me to stay. Besides, the sun had gained enough courage to show its shining face for good, I felt strong and at 3 p.m. it was too early to call it a day.
From Orbeton Stream there was very manageable trail following a series of cascading streams as it worked itself higher towards Spaulding Mountain. At the shelter, I met a fellow northbounder, Ali Baba, a couple of young Sobos, and blessedly no mosquitoes. Had a nice chat with Baba before hitting the hay at the end of a pretty good day.
Clouds/Fog Sweeping In
Skies Are Clearing
Wonderful, inspiring shot - simple and powerful!
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