My parents started getting into the Backcountry at that age, and I loved it. But it wasn't "backcountry" in the shovel/probe/beakon sense; it was Tucks in April, or hiking out to the wall in Devil's Castle. Maybe that's cake for your daughter already, but the important thing about it, IMO, was that there were lots of people around. As a kid, I didn't really appreciate the whole "getting away from it all." Being alone in the mountains is fun, but not so much when you're that young.
So popular side-country seems like the best idea to me.
To have a great adventure and survive requires good judgment. Good judgment comes from experience. And experience, of course, is the result of poor judgment. -Geoff Tabin
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