Adventures in the Wind Rivers

Episode 8.


Our exciting conclusion, well exciting for us anyway! We had just spent seven grueling days backpacking across 30 miles of some of the roughest county in the United States. The dream destination of thousands of anglers and other crazy backpackers. Home to the infamous Wind River Golden Trout, not the puny ones the people's republic of California keeps locked up in the Kern river drainage. I am talking about the monsters that still prowl the lakes and streams of the winds. Greg caught a nice one, but lost it before a picture could be taken and Coltin may have caught one also. We will have our revenge, perhaps not this year but next for sure. I have already began making battle plans and I will devote this winter to getting myself into better shape.

I awoke to find that everyone else was already emerging from heir tents and we made quick work of camp. We were on the trail right at 7 am. The boys had their warp drives engaged and we struggled to keep up!

Crossing the outlet, along the way out.

Sunrise over Miller as we were leaving!

Lousy fishing but a beautiful lake!

They sure dislike waiting for us at every trail junction.

One last look back at the trail we had just burned up!

Can we please go?

About time you guys showed up! They covered 3.8 miles in just over an hour!

Even Dawnette beat Greg and I back.

What do you mean we have to wait until you get back?

Greg, Trevyn, Garrick and I took the car and flew down to Pinedale. Greg spoke with Tressa and she was just outside of town. I left them next to the Forest Service office and boogied back up for the rest of the Chargers. The entire shuttling process took about and hour and Greg had doughnuts waiting for us when we met back up with them. Greg is the man! We loaded up the vehicles and hit the Wrangler Café for breakfast. Wow what a difference the thought freshly cooked food makes to your outlook. While waiting for our food Greg and Tressa went to check the truck at the repair facility. Since they were unable to determine the problem with the engine there was no charge. After breakfast we loaded back into the cars and headed for home. As for Greg's truck he came back with a trailer and brought it back home. According to him the trip back from Pinedale was plagued with flat tires and other assorted problems. As of the final draft of this blog his truck was fixed and it appears that is was the wiring harness for his fuel injectors. Glad it all worked out for him!

This was quite the adventure, I was privileged enough to spend an amazing weak with a five terrific kids and two great friends. The miles were long and the aches were deep and I can't wait to do it again.

Keep your boots laces tight!

Ryan