After wandering through the woods, the trail crosses a scree slope above Blue Lake. Often you can hear a pika call and if you are really lucky you might see one. They look so soft and sweet you wish you could pet them.
The first stream crossing is this little seasonal stream. It flows through a meadow that will soon fill with the blooms of wild onion, lupin, larkspur and Columbine. The bloom will be brief and then the meadow will dry with the stream.
The trail then passes this old cabin. The forest service keeps trying to prop it up but I suspect it will eventually collapse as many such cabins have in the past.
This meadow will have some tiger lily. I'll need to be there at just the right time, they don't last long.
On this day the most prolific blooms were on the dagger pod (Phoenicaulis cheiranthoides).
Here the trail comes around a bend to Cooney Lake. I call this spot "hurricane bend". It is one of the loveliest spots on the trail but there is often a strong wind blowing here making it too cold to linger. You can see that this day was no exception by the chop on the water.
Here the trail crosses the creek, right into the snowbank. We'll turn around, we've come 2 1/2 miles and climbed 600 feet. Today we will settle for the 5 mile round trip.
That's my world in the summer months.
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