We hiked into Pharoah Lake on the first day.
C and Evan
Kellen cutting firewood
Making s'mores by the campfire
Loon in the Mist
I sit on some rocks at the lake's edge.
It is early morning and the cool water mixes with the warm air.
A layer of mist blankets the lake and I can't see the other side.
The sun barely peeks above the nearby mountains.
All is calm.
A solemn and solitary loon drifts across the lake.
Its head is black and its body white.
It skims the silver water in search of food.
The low mist looks like grey fire. It is beautiful.
The water is pure and calm.
The loon dives underwater.
When it comes up it has a brown speckled fish in its beak.
He swallows it and continues foraging.
After a while, it swims off and dives under again.
It has disappeared into the mist.
—Eliot
We had a morning meeting after breakfast
On the summit
On Friday morning, we broke camp and packed out