but Chief Lake was one of the most memorable.
It was at 10,400 feet and we reached it after a long day of climbing up to Silver Pass (10880feet).
We were worried that the mules might not be able to make it through the snow.
But they did, though not without sliding down the hill and crushing our cook stove. I never thought I would worry if the trail would be good enough for a mule. The idea that we would go places that a mule would refuse to go never occurred to me, but perhaps I do not appreciate the esthetics of the common mule.
Our camp was set up
and dinner was finished as the sun began to go down,lighting up the peaks,
As the shadows began to creep across the lake
a beautiful alpenglow lit up the peaks
until evening set in.
Then as the sun set in the west, we could seen the outlines of Banner and Ritter Peak four days hike in the distance.
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