To my delight, we’ve continued meandering from one lake to another in this part of Oregon. We easily passed half a dozen large lakes today, and just as many smaller ponds, most of them ranging anywhere from “pretty” to “truly beautiful”. It’s as if someone flipped a switch, and suddenly Oregon has gone from dry hillsides to lake-dappled landscapes. The fact that the trail through here is largely flat just makes it all the better; the going’s easy and we can cruise right along. (This doesn’t make twenty-three miles in a day easy, exactly, just…easier than it otherwise would be.)
We continue to bounce right along with Treeman and Hedgehog, too, passing each other many times in a day and camping at the same place. We all stopped for a late lunch today at one of the lakes along our route that was especially amenable, and ended up all swimming in the lake — which was warm, at least on the surface. (As we discovered, a few feet down was another matter entirely.) At lunch, we continued to delight in all of the tasty treats my cousin Ellen sent us, from salami to Parmigiano-Reggiano to Red Vines to some kind of gourmet Corn Nuts. Delicious! Our lunch took a long time today, meaning we didn’t get into camp tonight until fairly late, but it was so, so worth it, between the food, the lake, and the company.
We wandered through more burned forest this afternoon; these can actually be really interesting, because they tend to all be different, depending on how long ago the fire was. This one still had most of the trees standing, even though they were all dead and shorn of almost all branches — what causes that, exactly, I don’t know, but it produced kind of a crazy effect as we wandered through.