Delightful reflections of life.
Rising over the rocks finally, brings one to the lake, near on 3,000 feet from the commencement.
Jen beginning the trek home. We're in the Twin Peaks Wilderness. Who could guess how the name came about?
Overpowering wilderness. Part of the hike feels like it's through botanical gardens, only rougher, steeper and unforgiving.
Maude Alge often comments that photographs are like paintings. This one probably fits the bill.
Early in the hike, we enjoy flowing water. Makes a change from the deserts.
Should it be close to 11:30am, Jenni will be making final preparations for brunch. (See! I told you so.)
'Hey, if they can have something to eat, why not me?'
Nature can make anything look attractive, even grass/straw floating on water.
A couple of moose in tension.
As we begin to return home, the scene overpowers and reluctantly, we depart.
No bull. He decides to leave the water while performing the 'hokey pokey'. What a guy will do to impress his mate.
On our return, a tired couple refresh along the stream.
The rock colors at the lake are distinctive. Then again, what's new? After all, this is Utah.
One for the road...maybe, for the water instead.
Cheers,
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