The crap weather was a blessing in disguise as few people were out on the trail. The weather held until we got to the lake, when the rain recommenced. With the peak in sight, we pushed on. It rained harder, then stopped. Rejuvenated, we continued upward past a small herd of big horn sheep, up the switchbacks, and toward the peak in the clouds. The peak itself is nothing special, but it is the heart of the Gallatin range. The ridge line to the South divides the range in two; to the East is Paradise Valley and West is Gallatin Canyon. To the North, Hyalite Creek flows out of Hyalite Lake and into Hyalite Reservoir and then on into the Gallatin River. We signed the summit registry, snacked, and headed down.
During our descent, a thunderstorm rolled in and soaked us to the bone. We're now old hands at this sort of thing and had dry clothes and towels in the car. 14 miles round trip.
Katie on the switchbacks approaching the summit.
