Gazing across the Napeequa Valley with Clark Mountain to the left. Climbing up out of there was arduous. The trail was severely eroded with gullies and plunge holes partially hidden by clumps of grass. Often it petered out into narrow, crumbly paths along cliff bands where a fall would be dangerous or worse. Some deadended in a goat track and one had to scramble up over rocky bands to find a wayward switchback. No water. Little shade. Temperatures already over 100 degrees Fahrenheit in the open sun. The views were spectacular, tho. Sublime.