Maxwell Falls to Lost Creek

In a light rain we continue our westward migration, now comfortably on actual trails in national forest.

Cub Creek Trailhead

The rains have brought up thousands of mushrooms. I’ve never seen so many here.


Pete in the Mushroom Patch


Mushroom Clumps

Amonita Muscaria

And the moment comes when we enter “wilderness”!


The sun graces us for lunch, but then a huge electrical storm rolls in. We’re pelted with hail for forty minutes with nonstop thunder cracking above. Pete gets cold. The storm lifts just as we go over the bare ridge to Lost Creek.

Cloud layers

Pete soaked

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