Cooling the feet on the hike out

On the way out, we make a final stop at this last crossing of BearCreek, near timbers that were once part of an old bridge. Chelsea proves that she is no wimp when it comes to a little cold water. Between Caleb, Chelsea and me, without making any accusations, one of us must have had a bad case of stink-foot, since a few distressed trout were roused from their slumbers and went swimming in circles around this pool.

Foot cool down