Dog and I turned back before reaching the summit the other day because the search was terminated. It was a few days cooler today so we went back up.
Again from the halfway point, but this time looking at the BLM developed campground (SE):
We reached the top, tongues hanging out. This is looking north:
West, where I suspect the lost kid was found:
Southwest. The van is behind the low hill in center-left.
The trail was quite loose in places. I lose my balance on the way down a couple times and I windmilled my left arm for balance (didn’t fall). The rotator cuff injury was mild on that side before, but I just torqued it pretty good. I did some range-of-motion excerises to see if I can minimize soreness. We’ll see. Hurt like a booger at the time but faded in the next half-hour.