Today the only pressure is to not be too late to the trailhead, where my Dad and Sarah are supposed to join Bob and Carol to greet us. The early day goes slowly as we have to pick our way slowly down some frozen snowfields, but once we’re on dirt trail again the hiking is simple the rest of the way. We follow the amazing green water down one of my favorite valleys past Old Squaretop. At the lower lake Pete crosses the river on a bridge, which is not the main route, but I figure it will take us more directly to the Green River Lakes campground. In the end this confuses everyone, and I do a fair amount of extra running around before the group is successfully united. Mosquitoes are still pretty bad down here, and we go about the challenge of spending some good time together without getting eaten alive.