Yesterday, I returned from a wonderful 3-day trip with my septuagenarian father and uncle to a beautiful hidden gem in the Sierra they have been visiting every year for the past 47 years. I have been fortunate to have been able to go with them for the past 20 or so years.
We started the day with a full canoe and kyak ready to paddle across the first of 2 lakes
We reached the end of the first lake, and began the portage to the second one
I took time to admire the wildflowers as we labored with getting way too much gear to the second lake (as being the youngest, I was tasked with carrying the bulk of the gear. My dad justified it as pay back for all the years he spent carrying my extra gear as a kid on our trips)
We continued along the second lake, passing what I think may be the largest tree on the smallest island in the Sierra
After setting up camp and doing a bit of fishing, I decided to hike up to a prominant erratic on the rim above the lake with my uncle.
The hike was a bushwhack-fest, doing our best to navigate through the maze of brush and rocks,
Eventually, we made it and were treated with fine views.
The next day, a low pressure system moved through, and we had lots of clouds, wind, and cold weather. Luckily, the rain stayed well to the north. We were treated to more dramatic scenery, and relaxed watching the clouds move by.
video: https://youtu.be/m_NFLa5dJWA
Unfortunately, fishing was poor along the river,
but the sunset made up for it.
Overall, it was a very fine way to spend a long weekend with 2 of the men who ignited my passion for the Sierra.