After breakfast we head up the Jeep trail again. Just past where I saw the woman and child yesterday, the trail ends. There are lots of stickers off-road, so Sherman and I sit down to enjoy the view, then head back to the van.
Time to head back up near the end of the road and look for a place to stay. I reach the sign that says the road is closed for the winter, turn around and pull into a parking spot near a road that goes way down into the valley by another river. I can’t tell if the van can make it, so we take a hike. We walk the 3/4 of a mile down to the river. The road is pretty rough in places, with 3-4 places where I could get into trouble if I am not careful. I plot the van’s path both walking down and rechecking the plan as we walk up. Then… I drive down. In one spot, I make a new choice to get past two deep holes filled with water. We make it down to the river and spend a lovely quiet day.

We hike. Sit on a rock and meditate.

When back to the van I re-string my 12-string guitar — Sherman does NOT like this sound! I sit and read. He watches the birds. At dusk a pickup and SUV drive by headed further down the river. Looks like it’s going to be busier on the weekend… But it’ll be much quieter than the official camps.