We thought Ice Lake was dramatic, but Island Lake was even more so. Although we had to cross yet another stream, walk along a precarious edge, and do some rock scrambling, it was well worth the extra effort.
Looking back down at Ice Lake.
You can barely see Suzanne and me on the trail.
I got a little nervous on this part.
But luckily the views were distracting. Between the two of us Jim and I took around 200 photos.
I just love how these alpine lakes are hidden. We had no idea at this point that Island Lake was right up ahead.
Just past some remaining snow.
We made it. Island Lake, elevation 12,400’.
For me, just about any day on the trail is a good day, but this one was exceptional.