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On a Ruby Tuesday hike without "Tuesday Dave", Art and I visit a snowy Anderson Lake.

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Art picked me up at a somewhat relaxed 8:30am and we all (Sam and Ruby were also along) crammed into the little pickup. A brief stop for Joe, a sighting of the Wolf Lady, and voila- we were parked and walking into Lake Fork campground, despite the dreaded sign "No Trailhead Parking". What the hell? Why is the Forest Strangers discouraging hiking on an existing trail?

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Walking through the campground, being the (old and grumpy) anarchists we are, we found that WE ARE NOT ALONE.

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I forgot to get a pic of crossing Lake Fork Creek, but each of the several creek crossings we executed involved some very slippery rocks. Here Ruby does some exploratory work on about a 2" stick.

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More snow. Wearing the colors because it's still hunting season here.

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Ruby patiently waiting for the slowpokes.

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Looking east across the South Fork Lake Fork Creek. The far ridge is on the east side of the Middle Fork. Trailhead

After working our way up the switchbacks and then part way up the upper valley, one can finally see back into Lake Fork. To help orient you, the saddle on the left of middle is the top of Black Lee Creek, on the way to Box Lake.

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And to orient you again, Anderson Lake is over there.

Panorama of the lake below. That's the ramparts of Boulder Mountain. And yes, the map shows a lake in the pocket below the summit. Looked too slick today, so we'll be back to explore that further.

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Lunch time. Art built a little warming fire and we told tall tales. Sam luxuriated in the soft bed of snow, finally in his element. Meanwhile, Ruby played with the lake ice, pulling out panes and tossing them in the air, digging on them, and otherwise being silly.

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After lunch and tea (very civilized are we), it was back down the trail. Peak 7541 was showing itself between the trees, but I couldn't get a good shot.

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Then the creek crossings. I slipped off two successive rocks on the East Fork, both times fully submerging my boot. But no over-topping, so I stayed relatively dry (and uninjured). This last shot is of Lake Fork proper at the campground crossing. Trailhead

It's always enjoyable meandering in the snow with Art.

 

 

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