Woke up this morning in the glorious Indian Bar shelter. I slept pretty good last night except once I got into bed I started thinking about the hike we had to do OUT of Indian Bar. The ranger mentioned to me that hiking out of Indian Bar was "kind of sketchy." What? What does that mean. I wasn't sure I could do it. Not more snow. We woke up kind of early but had a leisurely morning. Carefully packing in case another day of rain. I sat on the steps of the shelter in the sunshine and was visited by a hummingbird. I am 100% convinced that the hummingbird is my spirit animal. We started up out of Indian Bar and quickly hit our first snowfield. I almost had a full-blown panic attack but I also knew it had to be done. Thankfully Dick went first and kicked steps in for me. He worked so hard and I felt bad but it was the ONLY way I was going to make it. The first crossing was the worst - it was a long ways down but not too many rocks and you weren't going to plummet over a cliff. Still, it was scary. There were more snowfields but many of them were flat or just a slight downhill. It was not easy or fun but I did it. (Thanks completely to Dick). As we hiked it kept getting foggier & foggier. There were plenty of human footprints but the really cool prints were elk. They showed us the way but we never saw any of them. Then, it started to rain. And rain. And rain. Water was running down the middle of the trail, which really was a small stream. We were soaked. I was still beautiful hiking. We saw a blue grouse (we think, could be a rough grouse) hen with 2 babies. After climbing up from Indian Bar we started to descend into forest. The trail was so beautiful. We stood under a tree and ate trail mix. After crossing the Cowlitz Divide we started down some really long switchbacks into a majestic old growth forest. Then we heard a car - what? The trail meets the Steven's Canyon road at Box Canyon where the river blazes through a really cool slot canyon. We weren't expecting that! We hiked the last stretch into Maple Creek camp. It was still raining so Dick hung his poncho like a tarp and we cooked dinner, Chicken & Rice for me, Chicken Teriyaki for Dick. There was a short break in the rain and we were able to get our tents up and actually keep them somewhat dry on the inside. We've been stuck in our tents for a couple of hours and I smell like a wet dog. Most of my things are wet. Praying for sunshine tomorrow. Tomorrow is MOMMY day! She is bringing us new suppose and clean clothes and I hope fresh fruit. Dick and I have been talking tent to tent and reading our maps. It's going to be an early to bed night. I hope it's a good night sleep. I'm sore, but not as sore as I thought I would be. My left arm is one giant bruise and my left hand is swollen and scraped up. I still believe yesterday was a miracle. Miles hiked = 11.2. Total miles hiked = 47.4