Day two was a layover day. Some of us saddled up and rode to Hopkins Lake.
In, as you can see, beautiful weather, but our guide was sniffing the air and looking at the sky and pulled us all back to camp...ten minutes before...
...a raging hailstorm. If you're noticing a pattern here, you are not wrong. We huddled in our tents until it was over. Some fishing was done by those who didn't ride up to the lake. Apparently, if you fly fish, this is a dream destination.
Oh, and I discovered the way to a certain mule's heart: Cantaloupe rind.
Oh, and I discovered the way to a certain mule's heart: Cantaloupe rind.
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