About that road -- I guess it might qualify as "highly improved." Teeth-rattling washboard for 10 miles each way.
My tree. It's not a bristlecone, but it has that gnarly look.
The campsites are up on the rocky bench in the foreground. There's a big wide open space, which is uncharacteristically green because of all the rain. Then the land drops off. Those cliffs in the distance are on the other side of the Colorado River.