Wandering with Watson: Flower time

Dang! I'd scrapped an invitation to a weekend at a river cabin to be available to hike the "traverse." I was supposed to help out in introducing several women to the "through" hike who had only done portions. The 13 to 15 mile hike affords beautiful scenery, best seen when it can be seen. However, this morning brought rain and fog. The call from the hike ringleader came a few minutes later to state the traverse was off; the weather didn't look like it would clear. But, since we were all up, we'd hike up Deer Mountain anyway.

It was a good hike, as usual; but now several hours after I've come down, I'm sitting on the deck in shorts, clear sky all around, and I'm frustrated not to be sitting up in the alpine, maybe even dipping my feet in an ice cold (& probably ice covered) pool. Oh, well, next time.

Below are a few photos I took when I hiked Deer Mountain solo on the Fourth of July, preferring a quiet get away to hordes of people. (Four cruise ships were in that day.) The colors are not brilliant and the photos are just mediocre, but I'm trying to learn.