Bear Lake

Swim anyone?
In a heartbeat

On Columbus Day, we went to Bear Lake. It was a beautiful day and we wanted to enjoy it to the fullest. So we headed out to the lake, seeing the sights that we could along the way.

One of the places we stopped at is a place called Rick’s Spring. We’ve been there before, but this is the first time that I could actually see the spring because of the angle of the sun. It was cool and clear and, on a warm day, very much a temptation to take a cool dip. But we didn’t. Not enough daylight.

We went on to Tony Grove and the day went from great to wonderful. The wind off the lake was as welcome as the forests surrounding it. I walked around to the picnic area to see if we wanted to eat there. But we didn’t. There were cows behind the foliage in most directions. I don’t know how many there were but enough to make a picnic crowded. They were probably waiting to be herded down to lower elevations for the winter. It was tempting to stay anyway.

Rachael collecting plant specimens.

The forest smelling of pine and earth was spotted with sunlight, dazzling against the dark trunks of the tall trees. And we were very nearly the only ones there. We took our pictures and gathered plant (Rackael’s ) and rock (Evelyn’s) samples and left.

This was our first sight of Bear Lake. What a beautiful body of water. This was only a stop on our way to get some raspberry shakes down in Garden City, a tourist stop that pretty much closes down after Labor Day. From there we went north along the western edge of the very full lake and rounded through Idaho back home. It seems that the trip back home is never as exciting as the trip out. Did you ever notice that? So this is the end of the great Bear Lake adventure. Or at least our latest adventure.