The triangle is the first attempt and the line going left from it was all in the river. Followed by a bushwhack back to the trail.
Losing the trail at flooding side crossings
Enough cobwebs to fill a spook alley
The ground was giving way under my feet on this rapidly eroding hillside
My first time actually finding this sign!
A very long, very wide stretch of trail was totally underwater approaching the Bogachiel River
My snack of choice - chocolate hazelnut butter in a flour tortilla.
Miles and miles of trail looked a lot like this
Waterfalls in the early dawn light
Fifteeenmile shelter
Trees above the Fifteeenmile shelter
October 17 - the river is at least 2 feet deeper
One of many soft, wet, overgrown boardwalk remnants.
Hand-cleared trail near the Hyak Shelter
Hyak Shelter
Re-routed trail near the Hyak Shelter
This was a dry crossing in September
So much of the trail looked just like this. It was much worse in areas that hadn't been cleared by our anonymous machete-wielding friend.
Enjoying the delightfully wet trail
One of many trees that had come down since September
