three soaking wet sisters

Days 115 & 116 ~ 1931.6 - 1981.5

The trail meandered through several lakes, where the mosquitos were miserably plentiful.  Clouds threatened in the sky, until they finally unleashed their wrath.

We entered the Three Sisters Wilderness, which contains three beautiful, towering volcanic mountains.  Not long after entering the wilderness area, it began to rain.  It was a cold, driving rain, and not just a shower.  We walked through the rain for hours, miserable.  We couldn't  take any breaks; if we stopped walking for even seconds, we would get chilled.  We wanted to stop, but we figured we were already soaking wet and it couldn't get any worse, so we continued on.  These are the kind of days that make me wonder what in the hell I am doing.  What a relief it was to get warm and dry when we finally ended our day.  The Three Sisters were beautiful, depsite the rain.  Definitely a place to come back to in better weather.