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Oh, thought of another one. The interesting stories are always with my family because everyone else I hike with makes a good plan and sticks to it, so I don't have too many.
>Driving around Tahoe
>stop at a view point
>there's a trail
>small loop
>we go up it, naturally. Like 1k feet long, up to a little creek where we eat lunch (I'm carrying a small cooler).
>hop around on the rocks a bit
>I should mention at this point we're totally unprepared for hiking and I'm wearing crocs.
>We see a side trail going up to something called "Eagle Lake", see that the listed distance isn't too far (about a mile IIRC)
>Let's go see that then
>when we get there, decide to go around, because I hardly ever get a decent walk and it's not that big, less than a half mile long
>brother comes too, parents stay by the trail with the cooler
>trail goes about a third of the way around then ceases to exist in the brush
>fuck it, we keep going
>get to a mass of rocks that slid down the side back in who knows when
>fuck it, no stopping
>clamber and hop over the racks with my shoes slipping and sliding in my crocs only not falling because I'm a fucking agile as shit badass
>reach the creek that feeds into the lake
>shoes off, pants rolled up, wade across
>more rocks
>let me explain: These are boulders. Each one bigger than a car, with jagged edges and weird angles to clamber over
>turns out about half the perimeter of the lake is like this
>by the time I get back, I got a bleeding sore on my foot from doing this shit in crocs
>walk on down to the car happy
Pic related is the lake. It doesn't look like nearly so rough terrain when you see it from the beginning.
