Well, that was disappointing.
Four of us headed north up the Baldy Pass Trail from the Wasootch Creek parking to Porcupine Creek. The uphill seemed to be longer than I remembered it, but we did get to the bridge over Porcupine Creek that we found two weeks ago. From the bridge we hiked up stream only to be disappointed because I forgot about the tricky spot where the creek ran into a rock cliff. Forty odd years ago I could scramble on tiny ledges to avoid having to get my feet wet, but at that time I was a lot steadier on my feet than I am today and my companions were not rock climbers, so we sat down and ate our snacks. Somehow that return trail was easier; maybe because there was more downhill.
Another day I shall have to go back and check out something that looked interesting. I did see a little American Dipper flitting over the water in search of food.