A short distance after scaling the granite face, we encounter a fork in the trail. A sign marking Guthrie Peak directs us to the right. The trail to the left continues on for a ways then dissipates. We eat lunch at the top of Guthrie and scramble around on the granite spire that caps its southern slope. The wind is blowing hard and forcing the trees to rustle like a thousand creeks.
Some ravens croak at each other.
How pleasant it is to finally get some peace and quiet.