I am back down the hill. It was snowing sideways this morning and the wind blowing at a right brisk pace. A fly never would have hit the water! I started out to get GPS readings, but I was headed West and the wind was out of the west and suddenly it wasn't all that important. I did mention getting coordinates for what springs were still visible to the Camp Ranger and he said he would try to map them Tuesday after the weather improves. He LIVES there and didn't want to get out in that wind.

It was still cool, walking around the lake bed like an Israelite in the Red Sea and learning more about the lake. And really cool to have a couple of spots of open water up there in January, even if I didn't catch anything.