Hike this trail and feel connected to Walt Bailey: the 73-year-old who built this trail along with his two companions. (When? In the 70s?) Somebody has recently gone to a lot of trouble to make the flat parts of this trail posh, with logs and gravel, but the steep parts are still all rocks and roots, the kind of toe-busting trail that makes a foot soak in the creek on your way out a must.
I can see why the long road to the trailhead might deter some hikers, but the road isn't bad (only a few car-swallowing potholes). However, the road does narrow at the end--only a couple cars can fit here (with barely enough room to turn around)--and a couple more can park 1/4 mile up the road, so you may want to save this hike for a weekday. The hike is a winner though, with as much diversity as I've seen in a day hike. Marshes with purple shooting star and marsh marigold, heathery meadows sprinkled with tarns, and the most awesome avalanche slide I've seen makes you appreciate the power of Mother Nature. The melting ice caves provided a rush of cool air as we passed--welcome relief on a warm day. Part of the trail is gone here, but it's still quite easy to pick your way around the debris, even for two 50-something ladies. The blueberries near Cutthroat Lakes are just starting to ripen.
Kudos go to the two young volunteers who put up the classy sign at the trailhead. They were just starting their work when we arrived and had it finished when we left. A nice touch to an underrated trail.