Two friends from Perfect North and I somewhat spontaneously decided to spend 1.5 days at the Gorge this week. The trip was fraught with misadventures and backtracking, but also great moments on the hearty crust of the earth. We headed for Gray's Arch, and here are a few photos.
Getting coniferous on the ridgeline.
The Arch in all its glory.
Behind a small waterfall next to the arch.
For scale, my backpack is on the ground to the right of the tree.
Behind the waterfall again, looking back toward Joy and the base of the arch.
Jimmy on a hard rock shelf, chillin'.
Freaky rocks, freaky roots: errwhere.
Because of the bears, right? Because they'll tear you apart?