This turned out to be the case, as we only ate about half of the green beans and a couple of spoonfuls of the raspberry cobbler. We left the rest out on a rock near our camp overnight. It was so cold at Trail Camp that after the sun went over the mountains it was pretty intolerable out. Thus, we all ended up going to bed early and waking up early. Todd went to check where we left the leftovers from dinner, and darned if the sugar-junkie little critters didn't eat the cobbler and leave the green beans.
Marmots have no sense of nutrition.
We had a leisurely breakfast and then packed up camp to head out. Dave and Todd at Trailside Meadows on our descent. We tried to spark ourselves with the thought of a nice big greasy non-dehydrated cheeseburger that awaited us in Lone Pine. The last part of the hike was highlighted by several hang-gliders who must have launched from somewhere to our north at about 12,000 feet. When we got to the car, we all just took off our packs, sat down, and took off our shoes.