Originally, I had this date slotted for attempting White Mountain Peak a little further north. However, I opted to do a much easier hike on the day. As it turned out, I had quite an adventurous outing that may have been on par with a visit to White Mountain Peak. My goal for the day was Morris Peak, which is located right off the Pacific Crest Trail accessible from Walker Pass. I also wanted to hit a few of the lower peaks to round out the day. My usual plan of attack is to climb the farthest peak first and work my way back to the easier lower peaks later. I started out good by hiking about 4 miles on the PCT to where I reached what I though was the saddle for Morris Peak. The grand peak in front of me resembled the photos I saw of it, so I left the trail and headed up. Surprisingly, there was not much of a use trail. There was a lot of x-country and boulder scrambling, where there were about 3-4 false summits. By the time I reached the summit, I was worn out. I found the register, but much to my surprise when I looked inside, the register listed the peak as Peak 6890. From the summit, I could see a taller peak just to the north, that looked like this peaks slightly taller twin, the real Morris Peak.

Meanwhile, It didn't seem necessary to return the way I came. I knew that the PCT was down below, because I could see it running past Morris Peak. From the summit, I could see loose rocks and gully's below in the pine vegetation. I took a direct route down through a gully back to the PCT and felt like I had a fresh start once I reached it. This time I marched on to Morris Peak saddle. I was in the right place at last! After taking a break, I picked up a use trail going to the peak. I took a trail that went slightly to the east, which eventually petered out along the way. Morris Peak is an HPS peak, so how could it not have a trail to the top? I wound up going x-country for a long time before I was worn out from all the side hilling. At one point, I realized that I was running low on water and was rather frustrated. I looked at the summit and actually declared defeat and began heading back. Surprisingly, when cutting across the slope on the way back, I intersected a well defined use trail. This gave me a spring in my step as I realized that I could still climb this mountain! I gathered up the necessary motivation and worked my way to the summit. Somehow I turned a semi-strenuous climb into an adventure. Needless to say, I never got around to hitting the lower peaks on the way back since my water was low, and I still had about 5 miles to hike on a hot day.