|Linda, Jonelle, Peggy, Diane|
|Our first view of the meadow|
|Mt. Baker from the meadow|
Mt. Baker was there in all her glory. Last year we didn't get a view from this vantage point until much later in the year. By this time, our two strongest hikers, Doug and Roger, had decided to go on ahead and see how far they might get toward the summit, another very steep mile or so. We made sure we had made arrangements for them to travel back in Roger's car together and we would take the other rider with us. So we sat down to have a nice lunch in the sunshine.
|Peggy among the glacier lilies|
|Glacier lilies in front, marsh marigolds in the middle|
|Blueberry bushes in the foreground|
|Lisa and the stream|
|Columbines and maidenhair ferns|
All in all, it was more than a wonderful day: in fact, it was almost perfect. The only thing that would have made it that way would have been to have our illustrious leader with us, and to have it be ten degrees cooler. It was 80 in the shade at Graham's. While I sit here finishing my glass of wine, after a shower and nice clean clothes, I am smiling at the fabulous day I had with some of my best friends.