Photo Essay – Hiking with My Partner in Crime.

Looking back a quarter of the way up.

A quarter of the way up.

Looking forward a third of the way up back int,o the forest.

A third of the way up, heading back into the forest.

Half-way up.

Half-way up. Surrounded by mist.

Crossing the saddle.

In the middle. Crossing the saddle.

Sitting at the summit.

Sitting at the summit.

Descent into Fanghorn.

Descending the other side, into Fanghorn.

Jake heads into Fanghorn.

Jake heads into Fanghorn.

We were the only hikers.  What a perfect day.

Poor Jake has to be on leash – rabbits, squirrels, deer, mountain lions, foxes…