Standing right in the middle of the lake, this little island is only accessible in the winter with solid thick ice under the feet.

Finally, managed to climb up to the summit of the mountain you have seen a few posts back. Now you can see the lakes that have no name from high up. While pictures can never repeat the in-person experience, I think it shows it darn well, how pretty it all.
What are your weekend plans? I’m contemplating on hiking a 14er or two. Perhaps I see you on the trail!

Alpine lakes that have no name. Unless you know where they are, you don’t ever know where they are. Lets keep it this way.


This is the other lake that does not have a name, seating just a few feet below the one with little icebergs, shown in prior post. I had some fun on this snow field, trying to ski in my trail running shoes.
Some of you might also recognize prominent peaks in the background, they are much better looking from the east side, but it kind of gives you an idea of where I’m at this moment.
