Sandy & I rolled into Milner Pass right at 5 am where Ed was waiting for us. We joined him in his car leaving mine behind & headed for Forest Canyon Overlook. We arrived before 5:30 & it was still pretty dark out. I should have known it would be an interesting day as the first thing that happened was, being as it was still dark out, & we hadn't seen another car the whole time, I mean who drives on TRR in the dark besides us right? I squatted behind a rock right next to the parking lot to eliminate some bodily fluids, when wouldn't you know it, here comes a car! As the headlights engulfed me I knew I was caught & there was nothing to do but put my head down, squeeze my eyes shut, & wait for the humiliation to pass. Sure enough the car pulled into the parking lot, but then just as quickly left. I must have scared them off.
Humiliation completed, we headed off & began making our way down into the canyon. Once we got to the edge of the tundra & headed into the trees, it was pretty smooth going until we encountered a large boulderfield with no way around it but down. By this time the skies were getting light & we stopped for a few photos.
Sunrise

Sandy in her element

It was steep going & a little dicey for me anyway as we made our way down. Once we made it through the boulders, it got pretty rough as we made our way through all kinds of downed trees.


Finally after meandering through that mess & crossing a medium sized stream, we made it to the Big Thompson. The goal here was to find a way across it. If one did not appear we were prepared to don water shoes & wade across. Fortunately (or unfortunately if you prefer wading) an opportunity presented itself in the form of 2 downed trees criss-crossed one on top of the other. It took a little mental prepping as we watched Ed sashay across.

Fortunately we all made it across without falling in. The next task was to find the outlet stream that flowed down from Little Rock Lake, which Ed did, & being at the bottom of the canyon, we now began heading up the other side. Once again we had to make our way through a bunch of gnarled, pokey, downed trees. We found a few different fisherman trails the closer we got to Little Rock Lake, which made the going much easier. Finally Little Rock Lake appeared which is a pleasant, pretty little lake, except for the voracious mosquitos which would not leave.
Little Rock Lake

Rock Lake

From here Ed pointed out where we needed to go next, which was quite literally up the side of a cliff, but what do you do at this point except go with it, so onward we went. We began climbing the cliffs, which was actually really cool & makes you feel like a real mountaineer, but was also quite exhausting. This took a good deal of time as we would climb for a bit, then Ed would scout out the terrain for where we should go next, then we would climb a bit more.
Looking out on the side of the cliffs

Ed climbing up a section of rock we went up, actually this was when we were traversing, not heading straight up.

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