It was a week later and I was heading up to Ingalls Lake for two reasons: 1) was to check to see if the larches were in their full color and 2) to make sure the trail was passable since I was taking Mary and Vangie up it two days later. People get very irritated when you make them get up early on their day off drive 2 1/2 hours to a trailhead and a couple miles up the trail only to find out that you have to turn around. But the weather was beautiful with sunshine and a crisp 40 degrees. There was fresh snow on all of the peaks.
There was fresh snow on the trail, but no more than 18 inches. Just enough to make pretty pictures.
And the larches had reached their full splendor.
So I spent a couple of hours playing in the snow
and photographing larches before heading back down to my car.
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