Z, using the M882 to good advantage. Napping after a long weekend of walking, walking, walking.
Metal, walking and hauling his gear. My Alice Pack was putting a hurting on me, but these guys were keeping up with their Russian "sack O'stuff" which didn't carry well at all.
Shtirlitz, standing by the Paddy Creek Wilderness sign. This was the about the only marker we saw along the trail. There was this one at the trail head, and then.... nothing, but a slight depression in the ground that was the leaf covered trail.
Getting down into the creek was often quite a trip! Other times there was water flowing off the top of the ridge. This spring near our camp originated near the top, and then moved down the hill; sometimes it flowed underground, and sometimes above.