And after Day 9 we slept, or at least tried to. I kept watch, making sure the full moon went across the sky–of which some say is the clearest in the lower 48. I am not going to argue with them.
Awaking to the quiet calm of an alpine lake and watching the sun slowly shine on the majesty,
I was still.
We hiked along the inlet creek of the lake shown above and ascended a ridge behind the peak. We were rewarded with a nice view of a lake as we descended.