Long Lake, June 2019
It was not planned to make it to Long Lake, and it seemed nearly impossible yet. Another two weeks perhaps and the trail should be more manageable I thought, fighting my way up past snow run off and washed out sections. We ended up making it further than expected that day and I knew the lake was just over that ridge, beyond that massive glacier of snow.
I couldn’t do it, and I couldn’t bare the thought to have come so close, within it’s reach, to only turn around and try again in two weeks. We crossed that glacier, by now completely soaking my shoes and even giving it some new attractive mud color prior to the glacier.
But then it happened, just beyond the ridge and this was the first glimpse of Long Lake. “Hello gorgeous, it’s been two years I have seen you”.