Looking back it is hard to believe I was up there just one day ago.
Skirting around the south end of Tully Lake on my way to Cotton Lake.
I'm always fascinated by the long straight quartz filled cracks in the granite.
Another of the many small unnamed lakes along the way.
Camp near Cotton Lake. Clothes washing completed and hung to dry.
Amazing weathered trees near my campsite.
Izaak Walton lake to the west of me.
Another cold morning. You can just see my mustache between my stocking cap and down sleeping bag! I'm using a stuff sack and the Tyvek coveralls for a pillow!
It is worth getting up early to see first light on the Silver Divide.
Tomorrow. Camping at Cotton Lake.