Aaannndd, we're off! Tacoma Narrows Bridge ahead.
The massive Fred G. Redmon Memorial Bridge in Yakima, WA.
We made it! That wasn't so bad...now for some nighttime glow stick charades.
Good morning Magone.
We spent out first few days playing in the lake and exploring the area. One of the outstanding features of this area was the massive infestation of butterflies, which seemed denser at higher elevations. A statement by the Dept of Forestry says they are Pine Butterflies, and "can cause severe defoliation over large areas leading to growth loss and tree mortality." (Side note: one name for a group of butterflies is a "kaleidoscope of butterflies" or, in this case, we might say a "kaleidoscope of mortality.")
Atop the mount with Rabbi Steinkowitz-Cohen-Levinstein
When Uncle Paul arrived later in the week we all went South for a night in the Strawberry Mountain wilderness. Camden huffed it an impressive distance on his own up to Strawberry Falls and then spent the night back in the camper with Gramma and Grampa. The rest of us found a creekside camp spot and summited the 9038-ft mountain the next morning.
Near the top. Swarms of butterflies at this point. Glimpses of them in this and the next photo.
Top! (Photo courtesy of Em and Keith) (Also, I cannot properly align this. Apologies.)
Now back to the lake (after some car troubles and quick mechanic man thinking by Keith) for one last swim.
The next day we had a leisurely morning at the campsite and then hitched a ride with Paul to Boise, where we spent the night and caught a plane back home the following day. Great trip.