Our hike destination was Revette Lake. A small mountain lake with a hike in of just over a mile and a half. We didn't hit the trail until 5:30 and we made it to the lake an hour later as the sun was setting. With the light fading and the temperature dropping rather quickly we had to set up camp in a hurry. Things got a little hairy when one of the poles of my tent (The same one I won from Tri-State 15 years ago) decided to break. After several wraps of athletic tape we were back in business and out of the elements.
The next morning we woke up to frost on the ground and the tent. Soon the wind picked up and the clouds rolled in. We stuck it out for a few hours, had some instant oatmeal, took some pictures, relaxed in the tent, then called it a day. When we made it back to the Bronco, we discovered I had left the rear window down. A nice squirrel had let himself in and helped himself to a salty (empty) McDonald's bag and some kethcup packets.
On the way home we stopped in at the "Spragpole Inn and Museum" in Murray, ID. We had a great lunch while the local sewing circle ladies played game after game of pinochle, bridge, gin, or whatever it is old ladies play.
For our first time out we did all right and Kimbre even said she would do it again, only in the summer time.
Home Sweet Home, complete with a shivering Kimbre and snow.
Looking South out over the lake. The ridge to the left (East) is the Idaho/Montana border.
We had the lake all to ourselves (maybe that was a hint) until just before we left. A kindly gentleman offered to take our picture for us.
We had the lake all to ourselves (maybe that was a hint) until just before we left. A kindly gentleman offered to take our picture for us.
