On the way down from McKenzie pass we turned down a little forest service road for one last bit of adventure. Truthfully, I think Matt just wanted to bounce around off-roading in the car on the unplowed rutted out dirt road. Around a corner and then....this...
Slice of heaven. The most stunning, perfect little mountain lake. Do you like how I'm completely manhandling Wally? "Get over here and be in this picture with me and the gorgeous lake!"
My snow adventurers.
This boy is rarely deterred by any obstacle.
We walked the circumference of the darling lake. It has just four campsites. I was smitten.
I knew I'd have to take these boys camping some day, but it hasn't been on my list of rites of passage to happily anticipate. Until now. I have a grand scheme. We are reserving (if possible, I have no idea) these four campsites for a weekend (So no other random camping wackos will be with us. I'm terrified of camping wackos. My immediate family knows exactly why. Scarred. For. Life.). Friends and family are going to be forced to join us. They will be happy they did.
Tana ran in after what she hoped was a duck, but was really a rock. She ran out on the ice and broke right through. Reliving her glory days.
Happy snow dog. Happy family.
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