This Way Down

Have to climb up what some call Bessie Jr. before we can get down the ridge. That little speck of yellow close to the top is Jeremy making his way up - before he can get down.

This is my favorite picture of the day. It's amazing what happens when the skies clear up, even for just a little bit. Helen is on the right and the peaks that make up Virginia are just left of center. Less than an hour later a big squall moved over us and the winds picked up and we were hit with rain for a while.

Rainbow over Dog Salmon Lake. Not the most approporate name for such a beautiful lake. When the sun shone briefly on part of this lake, the water took on a deep cobalt blue.

A buttercup in a hostile environment. We eventually made it down to our camp at 9:30pm and didn't get to bed until about 11pm. Jeremy and Kate said that they heard a loon on the lake early in the morning. I missed it - too busy sleeping. Caught a trout in the stream for breakfast (along with my oatmeal) and headed back to town late Sunday morning. A very enjoyable trip.