After a 3.5 mile ascent, we reach the lake.
The surroundings are overpowering. They usually are.
Same lake, different position.
In the early stages, we look at Little Cottonwood Canyon Road.
Moving through a quiet avenue.
The streams delivering our life-blood, always comforting and fascinating. Mom keeps an eye on us.
Each day, we enjoy brunch in spectacular locations—truly a blessing. Cheers,
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