Spent an overnight trip to Downton Creek this weekend, and wow, talk about stellar planning on my part. We showed up at the campsite, and I had zero clue which peak was which, it was like trying to name all the characters in a soap opera after one episode. So naturally, I suggested a ridge traverse to “bag some peaks.”We missed Soprano Peak entirely. Guess I just created an excuse to come back, because who doesn’t love unfinished business?
Oh, and the cherry on top? I left my tent pole at home. Yep, genius move. Luckily, my trusty bivy bag was there to save the day, sort of. Meanwhile, Alex and I spent a solid hour “cooking” our boots over the campfire because overnight they turned into popsicles. Frozen toes, gourmet style.
All in all, a weekend full of surprises, laughter, and just a little bit of frostbite. Can’t wait to do it all again (with better packing, hopefully)!
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