Frary Peak II
Frary Peak, Antelope Island, Utah
May 3, 2006 Elevation: 6596’
Hardy called me the day before wanting to give Frary Peak another try. Unfortunately, I could no t make it at the time he wanted to leave, so I told him I would head up and maybe meet him on the trail.
I arrived at the trailhead at 09:30 and started up the trail weaving amid scrub brush and rocks. Shortly after 10:00, I met up with Hardy. He was on his way down from the peak. He retrieved the WJTB and left a Cach-u-nut in its place. Before we parted, I asked him how much further it was to the peak. He told me he has been coming down for about a half hour, so I would have just over an hour to the top.
Following the trail, there was a herd of bison of about 50 head on the meadow below the trail. I had to stop and get my binoculars out and enjoy the sight. After a few inspiring minutes, I started back on the trail, looking for some antelope or mountain sheep that Hardy said he saw.
I reached the summit just after 11:00 It took me a minute to find the geocache that is just down from the peak, and as I was signing the logbook it started to rain.
With the dark cloud rolling in, I wanted to get off the mountain as soon as I could. The mountain is the highest thing for miles around and I didn’t want to see what its like to get struck by lightning.
While I was on my way down, Hardy called me to see if I make to the cache and the peak yet. He told me to give him a call when I get back down.
After taking some pictures of the vista, I headed back down. When I was nearly to the trailhead, I came around the trail to some rocks. There was a large bull bison laying in my way. I took some pictures and backed away and yelled at him. He stood up and didn’t move. I threw some rocks at him, and he just shook the rain off his head. Its funny how I thought that maybe something is 10 times my size could be easily scared away. I took some pictures for my story telling.
I ended up backtracking to a little ridge to see if there were any more bison on the trail ahead. I could not see any, so I started to go around the bison guarding the trail.
When I reached the trail again, I kept looking back just to see if I was being followed. When I reached my car, I called Hardy. He told me that he had a run in with the same bull not even 15 minutes after we parted. Was this old bull there when I went up and didn’t even notice???? I will have to pay more attention to my surroundings or it could be the end of me.
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