I started the day with a good breakfast. While at the restaurant I spoke with a person for a while, when I went to pay, the person had paid for my breakfast and slipped away. Very kind of him. I climbed up another long accent to another divide today, Willow Creek Pass. The trees in the Rockies are a mass of dead wood. The Bark Beetle has attacked and killed the live trees. The mountains look white instead of a green.