Hot breakfast courtesy of Nick and his Bush Buddy, which is a relief since we're a little worried about our fuel. Only a few surviving clumps of iceballs to be seen as we make our way up Union Peak. It's a very satisfying rocky little mountaintop, and it's a great day to look around in every direction. Mount McLoughlin pokes up along the southern horizon; we'll be skirting it in a few days. Somewhere back there is Shasta but I sure as heck can't see it.
After lunch we return below to break camp, and then back down to the PCT. Here it's time to say goodbye to our friends, since they're heading north back to Mazama. They send us off with giant piles of food. Thanks, guys -- we'll meet up again in Ashland, no doubt.
We're southbound again, but before long we choose another scenic detour, this time down to Stewart Falls. This used to be the official PCT route years ago, and a keen eye (my right) can still spot a few of the old trail markers. Now the Stewart Falls Trail seems underused and overgrown. The falls are a little quiet, and a lot of the streams running through the Lucky Meadow are dry. So it's not quite as nice as the name would imply, but who could resist camping in a place called Lucky Meadow? Not us.
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