As Karen and I arrived at Lanham Lake, the rising sun was peeking over a ridge above the lake. I rushed to take photos.
As usual, we used micro-spikes on packed snow and ice on the trail. But going off-trail put us in deep snow. We needed snowshoes. I hate carrying snowshoes; they are heavy and bulky.
After lunch, we decided to climb up a valley to a high alpine meadow. In previous years, avalanche danger turned us back. Not today.
"I feel like a little kid taking giant steps in Daddy's footprints," I quipped.
A tall man (long steps) with large snowshoes had broken trail. His snowshoe footprints supported us 80% of the time. The rest of the time we broke through up to our knees. Snowshoes would have prevented that.
We decided he was an experienced outdoorsman from the safe route he chose over streams in steep terrain. Thanks, Mr. Outdoorsman!
Lanham Lake is a steep, short hike. By climbing above the lake, we hiked 5.8 miles total with 1,640 feet of elevation gain. It was hard work.
Cascade Mountains were spectacular!
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Lovely pics (especially today in the frigid Mid-West...) Thanks for sharing; takes my mind elsewhere...
Your obvious feelings about that setting and being in it remind me of myself and of a different time an place. I used to love going fishing at Wilson Lake in Kansas, putting my boat in h w eater at dawn. I would be on he lake, with mist rising off the water, masking the rugged hills an prairie. i had a stereo ratio on the boat and I would do out to the middle o the lake,turn the radio to a c classical station, and fish away, watching the sunrise and absorbing all of the sensory input in magnificent solitude.
That looks great and thanks for doing all the work. Really beautiful there, looks cold though.
Thank you.
During lunch, it was warm in the sun at Lanham Lake: 45-50 degrees.
I'm glad I don't have to hike in snow here. Too much work (but a good workout).
We don't HAVE to hike in snow. We hike year-round because we love it.
In the mountains, snow covers bushes and grasses, putting everything into simple, striking patterns against the snow.
Crowds are gone. Today we didn't see another person. It was gorgeous!