Anacortes Crossing

Anacortes Crossing

The Three Amigos at Anacortes Crossing.

Looking south, from Anacortes Crossing.

That's a long ways to the truck

Camp

We arrive at the campsite, the only flat

spot in the entire Wilderness Area

Rocky's ball cap gives size perspective to the

mining equipment we passed on the way to camp.

The "kitchen" had all the room we needed for

comfortable, 5-Star dining.

OK, I misspoke. Pans full of venison steaks,

cooked over an open fire, is actually 6-Star

dining.

Larry dips water for camp from a

tiny spring.

Larry with one of his grouse, up close and

personal, and ready for the pan.

Chancellor Campground

The infamus one-wheeled cart that helped

with some of the legwork

Howard & Larry pause for a shot before

heading deep into the bowels of the

Wilderness Area.

Maneuvering through a dicey creek crossing.

Looking back from where we came, the upper arrow

shows the side canyon where Howard's truck is

parked. The lower arrow shows the trail we cut

through the "alder patch".

Bear Basin

Larry & Howard scan different parts of Bear Basin

Howard melts into the landscape

Larry mends his pants in "Bare Basin"

While standing on a high ridge, Rocky points to a

spot that is one mile from our camp.

In the other photo, on the opposite side of the

ridge, Rocky points to the bear's location 380

yards away when he took the shot. Had his shot

found the mark, it would have been a tough pack

out with the meat.

Larry & Howard fill bottles from snowmelt in Bear Basin

Pasayten Pica


	Anacortes Crossing The Three Amigos at Anacortes Crossing. Looking south, from Anacortes Crossing. That's a long ways to the truck Camp We arrive at the campsite, the only flat spot in the entire Wilderness Area Rocky's ball cap gives size perspective to the mining equipment we passed on the way to camp. The "kitchen" had all the room we needed for comfortable, 5-Star dining. OK, I misspoke. Pans full of venison steaks, cooked over an open fire, is actually 6-Star dining. Larry dips water for camp from a tiny spring. Larry with one of his grouse, up close and personal, and ready for the pan. Chancellor Campground The infamus one-wheeled cart that helped with some of the legwork Howard & Larry pause for a shot before heading deep into the bowels of the Wilderness Area. Maneuvering through a dicey creek crossing. Looking back from where we came, the upper arrow shows the side canyon where Howard's truck is parked. The lower arrow shows the trail we cut through the "alder patch". Bear Basin Larry & Howard scan different parts of Bear Basin Howard melts into the landscape Larry mends his pants in "Bare Basin" While standing on a high ridge, Rocky points to a spot that is one mile from our camp. In the other photo, on the opposite side of the ridge, Rocky points to the bear's location 380 yards away when he took the shot. Had his shot found the mark, it would have been a tough pack out with the meat. Larry & Howard fill bottles from snowmelt in Bear Basin Pasayten Pica