Sunday hiking. Our new family tradition. This time, we started in a slightly different place (the parking lot by Silver Lake rather than the parking lot at the base of the main chair lift, both at Brighton Ski Resort.).
The trail is relatively steep, with lots of areas where you step from rock to rock. But it's shaded by a lovely canopy of trees and this time of year the aspens quake madly in the wind. So everything has a dynamic feeling, never quite still. The chipmunks and ground squirrels are out in force, too. They need to fatten up for winter and store enough for spring. Based on the rate of acorn-fall, I think the squirrels aren't waiting for nature - they're up in the trees chucking down their dinner.
As usual, Iain hiked holding Charles' hand. On the way down, this is for safety. On the way up, it's encouragement.
Silver Lake, from about a quarter of the way up the trail. Go another 3/4 of a mile and you're at a reservoir called Twin Lake (? I think - it's not entirely clear to me which lake is which up there, and there are a bunch). Pretty, with a wide beach and plenty of room to picnic, it rewarded us for our sweat. The way down wasn't nearly as terrifyingly-horrifying-steep-kill-me-now as I expected, either.
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