Iceberg Wilderness! Even the name of this place evokes thoughts of icy adventure and strange new non-sexual feelings! Oh the joy. Oh indeed. We started out from Iceberg meadow and headed a few miles into the junction to Boulder Lake for a quick one-nighter in July! Come, gaze upon my pictures and wonder how someone so dim-witted could operate a digital camera. I am as baffled as you, new friend! Enjoy!
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| I didn't take my camera out of my bag until we reached camp. Sucks for you! |
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| Meadow near the Lake. |
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| How to make murky water palatable: Strain with hanky. Use iodine tincture. Immediately regret not buying a water filtration system. Drink your disgusting iodine mud water. |
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| Lake, duh. |
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| Strange underwater plant. Me and this plant had some serious bonding time. |
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| I studied my backpacking partner, Aaron for quite some time from atop this rock. |
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| More trees and rocks. Who knew! |
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| Route #1: not going to happen. |
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| Route #2: Unexpected cliff. |
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| Route #3: 8 foot bushes. |
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| So close, but we had to give up and start over. |
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| Route #4: defeated. Aaron remains optimistic. |
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| The exact moment of our defeat. At this point, we could continue no longer. |
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| These bugs were all over the place. They tasted like bugs. |
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