Today, we planned to use the trail system to take a loop
through a bunch of lakes at an altitude just below the 9,600 foot plateau. The expectation was up and down on a nice
trail. And that’s what we found. The scenery was beautiful. But the weather was cooler and pretty windy.
They told me that R1 had caught a decent sized trout the
night before. I didn’t get to see
pictures till after the trip was over.
But it was nice sized. R1 was also trying some unusual configurations for his tarp. Here's one near the lake we camped at.
We got to one really nice lake about mid-morning and we all
decided to fish. N3 of course had no
pole and just hiked around the lake and up the hill behind it. I actually waded this morning near R1 and we
went about a ¼ around the like, with no luck!
The wind was making it hard to get the fly out on the lake, and nothing
was hitting. After a snack, we all moved
on.
R1 fished a lake or two without me and M2 after that. After one particularly long lake, we got to
some scenic pools in the stream just before the next lake. I actually saw some trout in one pool and
pulled out my rod. I got hits each time
I put the fly on the surface of the pool.
But the only one I pulled in was only a few inches long.
M2 went down to the next pool. They told me he landed one much larger than
mine. But when I saw the picture later
it was actually even smaller than mine!
After that, we hiked for most of the rest of the day without
fishing. We passed a number of small
lakes, going up and down over hills.
We finally got back to a decent sized lake near the start of
the plateau and found some good camp sites.
Unfortunately, the great one I found had a good fire ring next to
it. The group decided to use it as our
eating and cooking spot, and I had to look for another. I was determined to get a site well protected
from condensation, so I found a good site with trees over it at the top of a
hill next to the lake. The flat sleeping
spot was small, but I thought it was big enough to use.
After eating and hanging our food, I hit the tent to
sleep. Unfortunately, I found the area
of my pad and quilt was still on a slight slope. I tried to stick it out till about an hour
after dark, but I kept sliding further towards the edge of the tarp. I finally gave up and dragged the bivy with
pad and quilt out to an open, flat area.
I cowboy camped, without the tarp, the rest of the night. Luckily, there was no rain during the night.
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