I stopped here to have lunch, enjoy the view and gird my loins for the climb up the ridge past Whites Creek Cave. Sitting eating my lunch I could hear people in the distance, and much to my surprise, I watched as three guys hiked down the very steep sides of the ridge — they’d missed the trail by a quarter mile or so. I’m guessing they were drawn off trail by the siren call of the side trail that had caught me out earlier, but they had failed to find their way back to the main trail.

I never heard or saw anything more of them. Guessing again, but I assume it was the group I met at the Camp 5 Pond parking lot on Friday. ¯\(ツ)/¯

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