Heather and I hiked to Cecret Lake in Little Cottonwood Canyon yesterday. This hike was simple, short, and scenic. It may be my favorite of the summer.
After spending a glorious summer with me, Heather flies back east two weeks from tomorrow. I am already sad. I guess I like to plan ahead.
This waterfall may be extra-swollen because all of the June rain Heather brought with her. Most creekbeds we pass on these hikes are dried up.
Heather and I once traveled to Chicago with our high school choir for a competition, and we admired how green the lake was. Cecret Lake also had a lovely green hue...not quite as mint-chocolate-chip-y as Lake Michigan, but still pretty. And speaking of pretty, so far I have mentioned Heather in every picture caption. Hope I don't break the streak.
We found these awesome creatures that looked like salamanders/dragons. They had legs, but a tail like an eel. They had gills and a spiky collar. They had little fin-wings. Heather.
I think one of my fellow hikers taught me that you're supposed to have three "points of contact" at all times. You should never be hanging on to something with just your two arms, or just one arm and one leg. You should always be connected via three out of your four limbs...and maybe your tushie counts too. How am I doing?
Heather chose to get to the boulder barefooted. Our fellow hiker said the salamanders feast on human flesh. That wasn't very nice. He also said he would catch one and put it in Heather's shoe.
Sisters.
Three points of contact, that's good, that's good...but where'd my other leg go?
Bird.
This post made me laugh a lot.
I can totally hear Bambi saying, “Bird.”
Keh-kray La-kay.
I still haven’t done this one. I guess I’ll have to put it on my list for September. I like the last picture, but you didn’t need to caption it twice (I understood your meaning the first time). How was Blanche?
You don’t need to leave comments when you live/work with her, Heather. She’s probably no more than 10 ft. from you at all times.
We didn’t do Lake Blanche on Sunday after all (we did Broads Fork—but you probably already saw that entry) because it was too hot on the Blanche trail and the Broads trail had more shade. One of our hiking group members did Blanche anyway, and I think he reached the end in like 1.5 hours. He’s a beast. He says he can summit Olympus in 2 hours. Someday I want to hike with him and try to see if he’s actually hiking, or whether he has a magic transporter that gets him to the top.
Sarah, that shot of the sun coming over the mountains is KILLER!