Having failed to get through from the mine to the top of the plateau, we reluctantly backtracked to the saddle to make camp for the night.
I don't have any photos of our attempts to get through because we were too busy moving rocks, and my camera was all the way at the bottom in Peter's truck. Dam'n it was hot! When we got back down to the saddle, I drank two quarts of water while we waited for the others to show up.
As it turned out, Will had sliced open a tire on a sharp rock, and they all had to change the tire on the steepest part of the cliff-side road.
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