6/19/18 Tue, Iceberg Lake
Ok, I just loaded and unloaded 20 bundles of shingles in the rain. I see two or three people clicked through my humor video from Many Glacier. Hope you enjoyed.
Jay Must Hike (from John Prine’s Elephant Boy)
The man in the cube isn’t really doing so hot
Said the cubical man to old big shot
He’s dying on the edge of the great Midwest
The man must hike or forever rest
Hey look ma
Here comes the camera boy
In an Outback car with his Julie Joy
Headed to trails the horse destroy
From the jungles of East St. Paul
His manager sat in the office alone
Staring at the numbers on his new cell phone
Wondering how a man without a lawn tractor
Would visit the land of the wind chill factor
Hey look ma
Here comes the camera boy
In an Outback car with his Julie Joy
Headed to trails the horse destroy
From the jungles of East St. Paul
It rained a lot the first day stunk
The beer was good and they got drunk
Hikers chased badgers, the bear and the moose
He saw four goslings but not a goose
Hey look ma
Here comes the camera boy
In an Outback car with his Julie Joy
Headed to trails the horse destroy
From the jungles of East St. Paul
Sunglasses
This is leg one of the big three. Also known as the Bergie McBergface hike.
So Pete and I had a conversation about whether to hike and which hike to do. He was unsure about venturing out due to the rain. I was heading out regardless. (See above.) I was pretty sure the rain would let up enough that we’d be able to shoot photos, and if it rains, that’s why we have rain jackets. As I’m standing under the clouds with sunglasses on, Pete asks, “Are you wearing sunglasses?” With a hint of a grin, I say, “I have a positive attitude.” To Julie, Pete says, “I can never tell if this guy is serious.”
Don’t come home drinkin’ with lovin’ on your mind
That’s such a great song title, I had to work it in somewhere (Loretta Lynn). Julie bid us adieu and as it ended up, we never really needed the rain jackets. The day tended to get a bit better as the day wore on.
Pete was worried about slowing me up, but right off the bat I was stopping the hike to take pictures of wet rocks.
Candid Pete.
Pretty strong flow on the flow meter.
My boot shot.
I could spend hours shooting this spot.
More Pete.
We took a little detour up on the rock pile, which gives a different perspective to Iceberg Lake.
One with the Nikkor 105, a lens I got in the 70’s and it still works well.
What did Johnny say, the edge of wetness?
A bit different look at Iceberg. (Thank the clouds.)
Snap, more wet rocks.
Steps: 26,843
Dist: 11.38 mi
Elapsed time: 6:22:07
Moving time: 3:49:27
Av HR: 77 bpm
Av moving pace: 20:10 min/mi
etc
I collected data for this hike on a Garmin watch, but since my phone doesn’t have connection in Glacier, it was the last hike that I collected data. (The watch needed to store basic data for two weeks, and I didn’t want to run out of memory.)
The Cosmo
Ok, I better live up to the title of this trip report. The first drink up is the Cosmo.
The recipe I used was vodka, about a quarter to a third of the vodka volume with Triple Sec (sugar water), a squirt of lime, and cranberry juice for color.
Contreau (in the picture) has an orange taste, and I have yet to try that. The secret to the Cosmo is getting in enough lime juice to kill the “this is straight booze” taste, but not some much it’s like a margarita. For vodka, we used:
…since it was on sale. Although I don’t think it matters for the taste if you use really good vodka or Lewis and Clark. If you want to spice it up, use some blood orange vodka. [valley girl]Oh…my…good that’s good.[/valley girl]
Which reminds me of a story.
We were on our way to Glacier one year and we pulled into Browning and filled the tank. We discussed if we have enough alcohol and decided to buy a bottle of vodka for vodka tonics and went to the liquor store. There was one car in the lot, so we figured it was open. I got out and started walking to the door by the car and guy came across the lot and said, no, follow me. He went in the front door and entered a dark porch with a couple of teller’s windows. The store had just opened at 8 am. The door slide open and behind the barrier came a voice, “You want the normal Jim?” “Yeah.” Money and booze exchanged hands. Sheepishly, I said,
“I’d like a bottle vodka.”
“Large or small.”
“Eh……large.”
“9.85.”
I handed money and through the opening came a quart of Lewis and Clark vodka. I walked out and wondered what the hell just happened.
Jay