Lake House, Finally

Last of the light before the drive home. Same time next year?

Everything we had left, out on the table. Best night of the trip.

I have never been so tired. Going back tomorrow.

Up early for the ridge trail. Worth every bit of it.

Made it. Firepit lit before the bags were even unloaded.

Pulled over at the pass to stretch. Colder than any of us packed for.

On the road by seven. Nobody has admitted to forgetting anything yet.