In the last two years it has grown in popularity to the point where it rivals Grey Rock in terms of visitor counts on weekends.
Now here's the archetype for a frosty morning
by the campfire. It doesn't get any better than this. That's
me warming up there. This was my first ever backpacking trip with Mark
way back in 1997.
Early morning on a spring day in the forest.
This is Mark and I on our way out. April 1998
Crossing the Creek (prounounced "crik" out
West)
"Obey little. Resist much." - Thoreau
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Frank..devout camper.
I went bushwacking up the west side of the
gulch in February when there was alot of snow on the ground, and had a
blast. It wasn't very cold, and the clear winter blue of the sky was very
inspiring. I weaved my way down unknown side draws and came upon an old
hut, about 20 feet in diameter with no trails or easy access to the gulch.
There was a sign inside that said, "Make yourself at home. Please pack
out all trash". I was very shocked to find this place where I did. I don't
think I could ever find it again.
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These shots were taken from the tall peak
overlooking the gulch on the west.
You can see the big bend near Mishawaka in
the left shot and Grey Rock in the right.