Around Summit Lake BC

Wow!  When we drove back from Alaska in 2016, we passed Summit Lake on our way south in British Columbia.  It was so beautiful, we wished we had camped there.  We told our friends George and Nan about it, and they were able to stay at Summit Lake.  But it wasn't until this year that we were able to get back here and camp for several days.

We spent four days camped on the shore of Summit Lake in Stone Mountain Provincial Park -- from May 27 to June 1, 2019.  We would have liked more time, but that's usually the case for stops we like.

 

When we arrived, Baxter wasted no time getting out into the grass by the lake to hunt mousies.  He finally caught one, but luckily he dropped it before it came to any harm.

Our first evening, the lake was like glass:

We got up the next morning and Kathy thought we should take this photo of Buster and Dusty in their alpine setting:

We took our coffee for a walk around the lake to get our bearings:

The heavy pollen from this spring make beautiful yellow patterns in the stream water, making for interesting patterns with our shadows as we looked down into the water:

Our friends Don and Julie Klein had arrived the same day we did.  We had a wonderful Boomer reunion and Mini-Rang by the lake.  They dropped over for dinner and Don took a photo of all of us for posterity.  After our next morning's coffee walk and before we set out on our hike to Flower Springs Lake, we said our sad goodbyes to them.

There are many black bear in the area.  We spotted 8 of them on our drive to Summit Lake.  Don and Julie beat our record with a whopping TWELVE bear sightings!

Next to our campground, the ghostly ruins of the old Summit Lake Lodge still stand, though empty, including its cafe --

-- and some of its outbuildings --

-- and one old shed that appeared to be the oldest building on the grounds:

The lake had a hypnotic effect on us.  Each evening, we had a chance to just sit and gaze at the still waters, feel the breeze quaking the aspen, and listening to the quiet "blips" of trout rising to flies on the surface of the lake.  All of this serenity put David and Baxter into a peaceful mood:

We're not sure how Kathy snapped this photo, because we're pretty sure she nodded off, too.