You can't go in or on the caves- they are very dangerous, with melting ice being unstable and varying degrees of thickness. People have been killed going in and having chunks of ice fall on them. You can get right up in the doorway though. If you look back in there you can see that they are not just straight single caves, but kind of a network of large channels the water has melted out. Drips come down from every bump in the ice ceiling and there are holes the sun can shine through.
The fall color that day was splendid, glowing yellows and oranges against the pewter rock and wispy clouds.
There was an interesting crevice that looked like the entire hill had been cleaved in two and a small stream churned its way down, deepening the crack.
After looking around the ice caves, we drove around some dirt roads in the area and looked around. Dave knew where to find some cool rocks that have leaf imprints between the layers. There is a large piece there that I got a picture of.
On the way to see the lakes, we found this tree that looked like an ent.
And also a lovely specimen of Amanita Muscaria. Not a nice mushroom.
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