Thursday, June 26
Today was Mario's first full day at the lake. The boys and I figured we should 'break him in easy' and go on a nice leisurely hike. (NOT!) I've not yet been able to replace my lost hiking book (boo!) and feel such a loss. We stopped at the Visitor's Center hoping to find a replacement but had no luck. So, our hiking plan for the day was left to my memory (never a good start!) I had always wanted to hike up to Marlett Lake and I thought that I had remembered that the book said it was a fairly moderate hike.
So off we headed over to Spooner Lake, which is where the trail head starts that leads you up to Marlett Lake. The hike was a bit more difficult than "moderate." Mario had fun teasingly complaining about the tough task-master I had became "forcing" him to go on a brutal hike on his very first day, all the while carrying a "small child" on his back. (Our 5-pound backpack that held our waters, lunches, first aide kit, bug spray, etc.) The climb was not as steep as our hike to Lake Genevieve but it was consistently uphill the entire way, and the elevation was much higher (at the peek of the hike we estimated that we had to be somewhere between 7800 to 8000 ft. elevation). It was one of the harder hikes I have been on and even the boys were winded by the time we reached the overlook that looked down to Lake Marlett.
Despite the difficulty of the climb the hike was amazing. It was a treat for all of the senses. Visually there were flowers EVERYWHERE and we traversed across some mountain cliffs that gave breathtaking views of mountain canyons. The blooming flowers were so abundant and their scent was so strong it was like walking through a department store smelling the finest, most expensive perfumes. And then there were the sounds...the babbling creek below us, the ripple of the quaking aspen and the bird songs' of literally hundreds of birds. It was glorious.
As it has become my custom when we got to the overlook and got our first peek of the lake I was overwhelmed. My eyes filled with tears and I got so emotional. I don't know what it is and why arriving at our destinations affects me so. It is something like when you open a present having some idea of what it might be but when you actually see the gift that has been given it is so much more beautiful and wonderful than you ever expected that it just fills your heart to overflowing. (Mario, rather un-sentimentally says that my reaction is simply, "a lack of oxygen." WELL!!)
The hike out to the lake took about three hours. Thankfully we left early enough in the morning that we were able to spend a couple hours at the lake enjoying a picnic and lounging around before we had to head back. I didn't want to leave! It was so beautiful. If you are ever in the Tahoe area and you have the fortitude to endure the climb this is simply a spot that should not be missed!
Here are some photos from the day.
I try not to wear my family out by forever saying, "I want to move up here and live here always." Apparently I haven't been doing a very good job of it though! When we came by this old logger's cabin Mario said, "There you go babe, your new mountain home!"