Before the day was out, we would hike to the base of the Buttes of the Cross. Was a pretty good day hike, even with the winds. As on my previous Green River trip, camps were where you made them, not where you planned them. Tried to stay out of the wind and yet in the current. For the brief moments when it did not blow, you could just feel both the day and your emotions perk up. Still, everyone kept in good cheer the entire trip, no matter the travails.