This was an early lunch stop in Corkscrew Gulch on our way up the mountain. It was a steep road, but not very rough at all. The road was a network of roads that would have led back to Silverton had I stayed on it. The dogs and I stopped in the high basin to camp and woke up the next morning to a couple inches of fresh snow.
The quality of light in the mountains is ever changing and a pleasure to experience. Things happen fast and are as fast to go away too.
