Yikes, I don’t know what happened to my blogging mojo. (Un)fortunately, it shouldn’t take too long to catch up since my hiking mojo skipped town as well. It happens, sometimes I just burn out a little bit after summer.
So, let’s go back to the last day of August and my last hike of Hike-a-Thon 2013. Last year on almost this exact date, we hiked to Labyrinth Mountain above Minotaur Lake. This time we decided to take a left at Minotaur and scramble up Point 6262 instead.
The berries were plentiful on this hike, and we spent quite a bit of time stuffing our faces in the meadow below the lake. The dogs even started eating berries straight from the bushes, something we thought was hilarious until we realized that: a) they would come home and strip the blueberry bushes in our yard clean and b) they probably aren’t smart enough to tell the difference between edible berries and non-edible berries. Ruh roh.
I loved Labyrinth last year, but I think this peak was even better. Minotaur and Theseus Lakes looked beautimous below.
With views like this, Point 6262 deserves a mythological name of its own, no?
Wellie and Basil brought their adventure buddy, Brutus, along for this hike too, so I had all my favorite guys with me.
Pups, lakes, peaks, sun, huckleberries? Summer Saturdays don’t get much better than this.
Oh, and once again, Basil confused the minds of small children with his furlessness. After stroking Wellie’s (relatively) luscious coat, one of the little girls we met on the way down started petting Basil’s smooth skin. “This one feels like he’s naked! Is he naked?”
At least it was better than last year when, whilst snuggling with the nutrias at Yellow Aster Butte, our friends’ daughter informed us that “Basil doesn’t have any skin“.
Humongous thanks to my Hike-a-Thon sponsors, little Nathan and family…
…fellow Mukmukian, Lindsay…
…fellow European, Barb…
…hiker extraordinaire, Elle…
…and Erik the Ooob! Thanks for supporting me – and WTA!