To the west were densely wooded canyons. Miles and miles of all sorts of pines and firs. The switchbacks were the hard part. Winding down in and out of rocks only to go back up and then down the other side of the ridge. Chiggers and I walked into the Fuller Ridge Remote Campsite around 7 pm, 14 miles from our start that day. Paul (Potential 178), George (Vortex) and Caitlin (Blue Sky) were already set up, Lisa + Beef Stew came along to make a party. Paul got a fire going and tonight we’ve all shared the heat and our food