During subsequent visits to Aspen Creek, I went on several hikes exploring the well-marked trails in the area. What I really liked about the trail system is that the markers tell you which trails are more difficult and which are easier. On my third hike, I actually stuck to the marked trail instead of blazing my own path across country as I usually do. Unfortunately during this hike, my knee gave out on me, and Don had to come and rescue me in the Blue Goose. I always take a couple of aspirin about an hour before I go on a hike because it really seems to help nullify the pain. But every once in a while, I will be walking along fine, and then suddenly I get a sharp pain in my knee as if I have pinched something. The pain in my knee is so excruciating that I can’t even put any weight on it. When this happens I usually have to take it easy for a couple of days.
Anyway, I had managed to make it to an old forest road, and Don had to come in on a totally different road to get to me. The road he came in on had several offshoots and he wasn’t quite sure which one to take. We were communicating via walkie-talkie and he asked me to use my air horn so he could focus in on my general position. It worked like a charm and it wasn’t long before I heard the old Blue Goose rambling down the road. I gave the air horn another blast so he knew he was getting close. Boy was I glad to see him because there was no way I was going to be able to make it back to camp, which was almost 2.5 miles away.
This was the first time that we had to use the air horn in this manner, and I was sure glad that I had it with me. It was a great investment and most definitely served its purpose. For the next couple of days, I just took it easy and sat around camp with my leg elevated. Time was not wasted because this gave me a chance to watch the colony of chipmunks around camp. I have several more pics of the chipmunks that I will posting in my next blog entry. Still working on uploading the Elk videos. They are just too large to upload, and I will have to edit them to get them to a manageable size to upload.
On my hike I took a couple of pics of the meadow which was my starting point for a 4 mile circular hike.
The stream was running pretty full, and it was hard to find a place to cross without getting my feet wet.
It was obvious by the crushed marsh grasses, that the elk felt secure enough to bed down in this secluded little valley.