|Lake Tahoe and Emerald Bay|
|Water rushing out of the lake destined for the Falls|
The area around the top was relatively flat, a welcome relief from the steady climb. It didn’t last nearly long enough; we soon came to the very steep downhill run. But first came the snow field--one that I was too afraid to cross. Gene is braver than I and forged on across. I picked my way first up hill from the snow, holding onto rocks and trees then down hill from the snow. There was only one time when I almost cried. In the meantime, it started to sleet. After about 30 minutes to cover maybe 100 feet, we were clear of the snow and on dry ground again.
|Upper falls of Eagle Creek|
|Our lunch spot|