Greider Lakes

For once the whole family managed to get together for a family hike. Myself, ""the ole goat"", with ""Me Lady"", (my wife), the ""Trail Master"", our son, and our two daughters, ""Princess"" and ""Little Lady"". The trail up to the lakes for the most part resembled a small creek, as there was water on the trail most of the time. There was mud in spots but wasn't a problem. A total of six blow-downs across the trail that had to be climbed under, over or detoured around. Being that we were the first on the trail, we were also the first to both lakes. One blow-down at the first campsite you come to at the lower lake. With the cloud cover breaking up and the sun beginning to peek through, we continued up to the upper lake. Once there we ate an early lunch on a wooded platform near the log choked outlet. After lunch, the ""Trail Master"" went off exploring, and ""Me Lady"" and I strolled off across the logs to try our hand at fishing. ""Me Lady"" soon lost a lure on a sunken log and called it a day. I tried fly-fishing but also came up with a big 0. I saw several fish rise, but they were all beyond what this medicore angler can cast. We then headed up the trail to the view-point, but after a gain of several hundred feet we lost the trail where it crossed a snowfield and disappeared into some huckle-berry bushes. We consoled ourselves by having a family snowball fight. After taking several pictures of Little Grieder Lake below we turned back down the trail. The way down was uneventful, except when I broke the tip of my fly-rod while crawling underneath a log. Now I need to buy another one. $$$$, OUCH!