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A backpack trip into Idaho's Sawtooth range

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We got sort of a late start, waiting for John to finish a day's work. We then drove the pickup to the upper trailhead on Hell Roaring Creek. From there, you have to wade Hell Roaring Creek and walk about 2 miles to Hell Roaring Lake. Jasmine thought this was a good length.

The road to the trailhead is not recommended; the rocks weren't all that bad at 4 or 5 mph, but the small trees crowding the road will scratch up your vehicle.

As we approached the lake, it was spitting rain a bit. The rain increased as we set up the tent and ate dinner. Shortly after, we retired to the tent as the rain gained intensity. Jasmine was bummed, but was learning lessons about waiting to see what the next day would bring.

After all, this is Idaho and you can pretty much count on perfect weather. The next day proved that to be true.We got off early for a side trip.

Jasmine likes hiking, but she hates not knowing how far it is. This day was like that. She was gloomy and morose, and kept saying she was too tired to go further. The energy from the outlet falls of the lake helped her mood.

Just above the outlet, we ran into quite a bit of snow. Shortly after that, we made it to Imogene Lake, a real jewel. Jasmine said it was awesome. We had a long picnic lunch, and searched for rocks.

Then Jasmine sang songs and played word games all the way back to our campsite. There we spent about two hours wading in Hell Roaring, collecting all the white rocks.

Sunday, we did another side trip. Jasmine has learned a lot about hiking. She can get through talus pretty well these days.

Our destination was the lake below the Finger of Fate, now apparently called Clarice Lake. We know that because there was a big brass plaque on a rock there.

I find it ironic that the government complains about expansion bolts placed on climbs where only a climber will see them (not that I'm in favor of bolts), but then lets people put a big brass plaque on a rock where any visitor will see it.

For the climbers, here's a better picture of the Finger. John climbed this many times in his youth, by several different routes. The best of the routes follow the right edge of the rock: "The Open Book" and "Feel Free."

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