Not Donut Falls, and not quite Lake Blanche either
Last Saturday (April 12th) we took advantage of the beautiful weather by... going up the canyon into the snow. Yeah, smart. My idea.
But it was still fun. I knew it was going to be good the minute I got Addison outta bed.
So up Big Cottonwood Canyon we went. Our intended destination was Donut Falls, but I stopped at Mill B instead of Mill D, meaning we were on our way to Lake Blanche. Didn't even make it a fourth of the way, but no big loss. The area was beautiful and the air not even that cold. We made the hard core cross-country skiers feel uncool--here were a couple out-of-shape parents and their four-month-old sharing the trail in tennis shoes. Addison started out with two pairs of socks on his feet and one pair on his hands, and he finished with two socks total. Next time, shoes.
But it was still fun. I knew it was going to be good the minute I got Addison outta bed.
So up Big Cottonwood Canyon we went. Our intended destination was Donut Falls, but I stopped at Mill B instead of Mill D, meaning we were on our way to Lake Blanche. Didn't even make it a fourth of the way, but no big loss. The area was beautiful and the air not even that cold. We made the hard core cross-country skiers feel uncool--here were a couple out-of-shape parents and their four-month-old sharing the trail in tennis shoes. Addison started out with two pairs of socks on his feet and one pair on his hands, and he finished with two socks total. Next time, shoes.
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