Trout Lake - Part 2.

After arriving a Trout Lake, we ran into a trio of UW Chemistry Grad Students.  We spent the next half hour resting and talking to them about their studies.  Gail tried to understand what they were studying, but I just let it all go over my head.  The lake was clear, cold and amazingly dry.  This time of year, we usually have pretty muddy trails, but this trail was surprisingly dry.  Only a few snow patches left in the hollows. 

The students told us that the trail was clear all the way up to the falls, so I dropped off my pack and we hiked another half mile up the path to a pretty decent cascade.  This took the elevation up another 400 feet, so we called it good and headed back to the lake.  After picking up the pack, we headed back down. 

When we got back to the river crossing, I finally realized how Gail has ruined me.  I crossed the log first, then Gail sent the dog over, then she crossed.  The whole time the dog is coming over, I'm focusing on the dog, hoping that I don't have to swim for her.  Once the dog made it over, we turned and headed along the bank.  The fact that my wife was still halfway across the log wasn't a concern to me at the time!  I blame this misplaced concern directly on my wife. 

We all made it back alive (and a bit scratched up).