Not even a single fish was harmed despite my worst intentions and a stingy hailstorm finale was the only blackspot (well, aside from some mosquitos) on a great overnighter up, up, UP Greenville Mine Rd. (worth it!) through swarms of butterflies and perfectly framed glimpses of the approaching Zirkel Mtn range, some more up on the S. Fork single track, one big down into the S. Fork of the Elk (neck deep for me after falling on my crossing attempt) to our idyllic camp spot in an undisclosed location down by the river. Heaven! Beers (courtesy of Nate and Gen) went into a mesh sack to chill in the river, swims were swum, fish were frightened away by my slapping Copper John, slingshots were slung and rocks were skipped. Eventually naps in the sun gave way to Ramen and Bs-ing to the gentle murmuring accompaniment of the creek, sleeping bag stories and snores...
Day 2 Trout led us through some technical rock gardens and down to the Seedhouse campground for a quick howdy with the Hines clan before an ominous black hail storm pummeled us all the way to the Clark Store. Soaked, freezing and stung by hail we switched up ice cream for a late breakfast of steak and eggs and relaxedly dripped onto the floor as we warmed up again, plowed through some grub and said our goodbyes with Jon, Nate and Gen. Great crew, sweet trails, good times! Good times! #swiftcampout #moots #outside365
Not even a single fish was harmed despite my worst intentions and a stingy hailstorm finale was the only blackspot (well, aside from some mosquitos) on a great overnighter up, up, UP Greenville Mine Rd. (worth it!) through swarms of butterflies and perfectly framed glimpses of the approaching Zirkel Mtn range, some more up on the S. Fork single track, one big down into the S. Fork of the Elk (neck deep for me after falling on my crossing attempt) to our idyllic camp spot in an undisclosed location down by the river. Heaven! Beers (courtesy of Nate and Gen) went into a mesh sack to chill in the river, swims were swum, fish were frightened away by my slapping Copper John, slingshots were slung and rocks were skipped. Eventually naps in the sun gave way to Ramen and Bs-ing to the gentle murmuring accompaniment of the creek, sleeping bag stories and snores...
Day 2 Trout led us through some technical rock gardens and down to the Seedhouse campground for a quick howdy with the Hines clan before an ominous black hail storm pummeled us all the way to the Clark Store. Soaked, freezing and stung by hail we switched up ice cream for a late breakfast of steak and eggs and relaxedly dripped onto the floor as we warmed up again, plowed through some grub and said our goodbyes with Jon, Nate and Gen. Great crew, sweet trails, good times! Good times! #swiftcampout #moots #outside365
