Above the trees on the eastern Granite Tors trail. There was a good crust on portions of the trail, other places I'd punch through deep hoar layers. It was . . . interesting hiking.
My little campsite. I shoveled and stomped out a nice platform for the tent in my snowshoes. Waited a while for it to firm up. It didn't, so I stomped it out some more. Waited another 15 minutes. Set up the tent and took of my snowshoes.
