The next day was a rest day for us. We descended the Sahale Arm trail to Cascade Pass and hiked to a vantage point south of and above the pass to wait for the remainder of the party to join us. It was an idyllic day laying in the heather, being dive-bombed by humming birds. The park ranger on duty was lonely and joined us for a little company and to watch a bear going up the Sahale Arm trail (now across the pass from us) about to confront a hiker coming down; we yelled in warning, to no avail. The hiker finally saw the bear and turned back. Eventually the bear left the trail and the hiker continued his descent.

The other members of the party arrived (telephoto shot) and we set up camp on a level spot Bob, Scott and I had identified south and above the pass. As we made dinner, the park ranger showed up with his gear and asked if we minded it he set up his tent next to us– he was concerned the bear would visit at night. North Cascades National Park was in its infancy and there were no facilities. Rangers were sent into the park with camping equipment and a radio that was frequently out of range of a base.