Bob ponders the fate of our packs high atop Mount Waters. We both had new packs and we kept imagining that stupid bear tearing into them to get the little bit of food that we had left in them.
Looking toward Fredrick sound in the background. A small glacier fills the valley about a thousand feet below.
We decided to do a group photo before heading down the mountain and learning the fate of our packs.
Fortunately the bear decided to leave our packs alone. We followed his tracks across much of the Nelson glacier. This is a view of the old mining camp building. A refrigerator is still visible on the top of the old camp floor. I wouldn't mind having a camp here if I were a miner. What views!
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