This hike was a wonderful finale to my strenuous exercise days (fyi – no spotting since – I go to the lab to have blood drawn today). We started on level terrain and checked out local attractions by Wall Street Mill and then headed right into the boulders. We lunched at Willow Hole and headed out in a different direction. We saw lots of rock art and got back to our cars as the sun was touching the horizon. It was quite a day of scrambling and gorgeous vistas. Yowza – a good ten-miler.
Bill Keyes carved this marker while doing his time in prison. He sounds awful proud doesn’t he?
Wall Street Mill – the first settlers here were mining for gold.
Car carcass. 
Impossible for me to capture the majestic scope of the horizon on my point-and-shoot.
Coyote remains?
Every time we got to a view like this, Ann the hike leader would point to a distant boulder and say: That’s where we’re headed.
A quick break to check out some rock art.
Adolescent-sized hand prints.
Again, impossible to show the sheer massiveness of this rock face. Really, a person climbing that face would be no bigger than a speck.
Leaving Willow Hole (dry year – no standing water)