I met “Half Fast”, an older hiker like me, from Portland, Oregon at Golden Oak Spring. Notice the nice green water. Actually, the water from the pipe trickling into the trough was nice.
Wind strong gusty all day. Little sun. Lots of trees down across the trail. Cold gusty drizzle evening. I was trying to make it over the crest but stopped just short because the wind was approaching from that side of the mountain and was bad enough where I was. Just as it was getting dark I stopped at a flat spot, MM598, after wading through wet grass and plants for over three miles coming up the mountain. 20 miles today.