Up north of McCall is Snowslide Lake.
We had to cross a very cold river right at the start.
(I forgot to mention that small detail to everyone.)
Nonetheless, we all made it safely across.
Here we are ready to go after drying our feet and putting our shoes back on.
The start of the trail was nice and gentle...
But soon it started uphill and didn't straighten out again until we reached the lake.
It was a steep, tough climb.
Midway through our climb, Deanne starts singing
"What doesn't kill ya makes ya stronger, stand a little taller..."
And she pauses to say that she isn't feeling very tall.
I look up at everyone trudging their way uphill all hunched over and had to laugh.
Finally the lake comes into view.
We drop our packs to scout out a place to camp.
We headed out around the right side of the lake, but found no camp spots.
Back on the other side of the lake,
we found a nice spot to set up camp.
Shane and Justin try out the fishing.
Erika kindly wades in to untangle Justin's fishing line.
With no luck at fishing, we venture around the top end of the lake.
There was a nice space between the big snow drift and
the rocky cliff but not quite big enough to fit through..
So, we climbed up and around for this view of the lake.
We hung out on this rock enjoying the view.
While Justin played around with knives.
We decided to try crossing the snow drift on the way back.
We dropped down into the crevice when it got big enough
and made our way back to camp.
Playing with fire.
Erika and Deanne hunting for frogs as our smoke settles across the lake.
Later that evening, one other couple set up camp at the other end of the lake.
At 4 in the morning, we saw lots of lightening and heard some thunder rumble in the distance.
And then it started raining on us.
Thankfully it did not last long as I decided to leave the rainfly in the car. (Won't do that again.)
It started raining again in the morning, so we packed up and headed out after breakfast.
Downhill all the way.
until the very end.
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