Our ascent of Stanley Peak was very enjoyable and problem-free. As Dave already noted in his trip report, the scrambling here is only moderately difficult, and there are no serious route-finding issues. Bob and I tagged the summit at 12:25 PM and were thankful for the gloriously clear views in all directions. A leisurely descent had us back at our camp by 3:07 PM. We then took a short break before packing up our camping gear under the hot afternoon sun. By 3:49 PM, we began the long arduous journey back out Haffner Creek. Although we now knew what to expect and were a little more mentally prepared, the bushwhacking was no less aggravating. Among the most annoying things we had to thrash through were these curved, blackened stakes protruding about three to five feet from the ground and tapering off to a pointy end that sported several nasty barbs. On one particular occasion, one of these things got snagged in the crotch of my stretchy pants, and I was in such an awkward position that I simply could not untangle myself. I asked Bob for some assistance, and after telling me to bend over, he quickly added that he never imagined he would be saying something like that to another man in his life! It was a classic Bob Parr quip.
We eventually had to climb up the slope to bypass the canyon at the
mouth of the valley, but rather than following the winding loops of
Marble Canyon Campground, we endured a little more bushwhacking alongside
Haffner Creek until we regained the gravel road we had originally started
hiking on the day before. Back at my car at 8:15 PM, we were weary,
sore, and thankful to be leaving Haffner Creek behind us for good.