On the eve of the eclipse camp was packed up and we were now exploring some of the old residential streets of this once booming mining town. I hiked out to an area to look for tracks but the marsh land and pond were dry therefore I decided to climb a rocky outcrop so I could enjoy the nice views of English Peak. Their are no trails back here I just climbed down into an old creek bed then up onto these cliffs to try to see if I could locate any small ponds that might reveal some Bigfoot tracks. You can see how vast the area is anything could remain hidden back here. Just on the other side of these cliffs is also French Lake. With hours to spare along one of the dirt roads is a cross a reminder that this wilderness is meant to be taken seriously and some died braving it. I finish off the night enjoying the eclipse from the Meadow Lake area and wrapped up one of our greater expeditions.