Last time to enjoy the summer...

My intention was to work when I got back from the field until my next trip, but looking outside, the sun was out, the leaves are changing colors and I thought to myself, "Man, this could be the last week of summer." So, I said F-it and made plans to go fly fishing with some coworkers. Man, I never thought fly fishing could be so much fun (so much fun in fact that I ordered myself a fly fishing rod)! I'd been fly fishing once in the Steens Mountains but at the time didn't didn't fish for more than five minutes because it started pissing rain. We were the only ones on the lake for most of the day.

Reflection of a cabin on the lake

After a day of fly fishing, my roomie and I headed down South to Seward in Margaret to celebrate his birthday. We found a sweet camping spot along a river on the turnoff to Exit Glacier, made a fire, listened to music and drank beer until 2am. Waking up around 9am the wind was howling like crazy - the entire river valley was hazy from sediment being blown up from the river bed. BUT we decided to go for a hike anyway. The weather couldn't have been better, well, with the exception of the hypothermia-inducing weather at the top of the ridge. The wind in the valley, yeah, it was up on the ridge too but about 30 degrees colder. It got to the point where I was praying that I didn't have to go to the bathroom because there was no way in Hell that I was going to be able to get my pants down, let alone get my zipper back up and fastened.