Trail Guy and our friend K went to White Chief, and came back raving about the flowers. Two days later I went to White Chief and came back raving about the flowers. Our photos are intermingled on my laptop, so I’ll just post some many in today’s post and many more in tomorrow’s, keeping the chitchat minimal.






Entering White Chief, like a painting that sold earlier this summer, except the stream is dry now.



Pride of the Mountains was stunning!












Come back tomorrow for more. The whole thing was stunning, and neither the camera nor the iPhone 14 do it justice.
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That last photo reminds me of something out of a Heidi movie! Pastoral fields, mountains, and lots of flowers. It’s gorgeous.
So true, Elisabeth, but at almost 9000’ in elevation, no one was running. . . or maybe I’m getting Heidi mixed up with The Sound of Music. 🙂
Thank you for this beautiful pictorial essay on your hike to White Chief. Did you see any Indian Chief apparitions?
Sharon, no apparitions, just incredible wildflowers.