Come sunrise the wild life was pretty active.
The mountain quail were singing to each other. Randy managed to take a covy of the quail bare handed.
Woodpeckers were busy working on the bark beetles which were busy killing the forest. The trail was dotted with hundreds of logs cut from +100 year old trees now dead from the beetles.
My 15-year old, half blind, nearly deaf dog found the energy of a 1-year old puppy again at that altitude. I have no idea where my dog's back legs are ... not Photoshopped!
Squirels are faster than dogs.