At every juncture we formed a pack-line. This was to keep
the trees from getting creamed and it helped up get going all at
once when starting up.
Whoa! That's WAY too much detail! If you look closely, you
can see the reflection of the photographer in Texas' eye!
There was this weird jumping gray stuff that came out in the
morning. It seemed alive, and looked like it was seething and
jumping... but the human eye could not see enough detail...
Anybody know what this stuff is?
Lemme know!
There is Fungus amungus.
A great picture of some of our high spirited crew!
Scene...
..ery.
For some reason, Jas thought this juncture in the trail
would be a good place to practice his divining. One can almost
hear his excited shouts of: "The water is Here, it is
Here!".
Even in late summer, Philmont provided flowers for color...
all sorts of flowers and all sorts of color.
Black eyed Susan and another friend.
The view from Backache Springs.
Having learned their lesson, the intrepid Venture Crew 566
pitch their tents before anything else.
Mrs. S and her jelly hoard.
After the nap taken during the wild rain, a sleepy William
poses beneath a rainbow.
Night falls on Backache Springs.
This page last updated: Thursday, September 06, 2001
