Had a good run yesterday a bit further into the mountains, more vast sheets of overflow, mostly frozen, sloping with some gnarly frozen waterfalls.
This next one, the dogs got stuck on cuz I was trying to hold onto the rig to get myself up, and it was just too slippery for them to get traction. Had to work my way around to the right to grab line and help them up:
I ended up having to bail off the rig on the way back down that one! Even though I had the chain on the rig to slow us down on the ice, just before we got to the steep part of that coming back the rig started sliding sideways and I lost friction on the chain...dropped off on my butt and let the rig go breaking the cardinal rule: NEVER LET GO!
Wasn't sure how far the dogs could pull the rig with the chain wrapped around the bottom, but they had no problem getting around the next little bend and there was no way I could catch them, so instead of continuing to yell WHOA! I just called out to my leader and individual dogs to come...was funny watching a couple of them through the willows look back at me, with looks like "What is he doing over there?" <grin>. The pup I am running loose came, and the leader and team all followed, man was I glad!
Anyway, closer to the headwaters going up a little side creek we call Mineral Creek flows brownish water that influences the color of the overflow:
A bit farther we get just even with the mouth of that little creek and meet the confluence of the brown and clear ice:
continued next post...