The dogs and I left Wolf Lake and followed the trail back to Moon Lake. But we passed by the trail by which we'd arrived, taking instead a lake shore path to the rocky ledges at the edge of Moon Lake:
And arrived at a lean-to nestled in the pines and warmed by the slanting rays of the afternoon sun. This was the same lean-to at which I'd pulled Seamus into the cooling waters of Moon Lake this past May when he was suffering from heat stroke:
There was a narrow inlet on one side of the lean-to which we hadn't previously seen, so of course we did a bit of exploring:
We returned to the lean-to but none of the dogs wanted to go in the water:
It was time to forge ahead, this time aiming for Huckleberry Lake. I asked the dogs if they were ready:
And we all bounded off into the forest once again, following the trail signs:
This part of the trail was much longer than I'd remembered it and of a different sort of geology and forest type than we'd seen so far:
Seamus finally plopped himself down and wanted to take a rest. There was nowhere comfortable for me right there, but I was ready for a rest also. I called him along, but kept my eyes peeled for a good resting spot:
Great rocky cliffs began to rise up all around us:
And I found a hillside where I could sit down and take a rest. I even took off my shoes and put my feet up onto a tree trunk. We were all happy. Notice little Clover up on top the hill above me and Daphne's head peeking out from behind my shoulder:
And then, after a little rest, we continued onward toward Huckleberry Lake. The rocky, ankle-twisting trail which had nearly bested me at the beginning had turned smooth and easy. And it was good thing, too, for my ankle and I were both getting tired:
We traveled on and on through spectacular scenery, Huckleberry Lake our next stop. But I'll post more tomorrow:
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