Yes, I'm a member of the I-Love-Fall club. How could I not be? Fall is crisp. gorgeous, still flowery, and complete with the autumn colors and smells.
Last month, in an effort to enjoy the fall colors, Lesli and I hiked up to a place called Strawberry Lake in the Jewel Basin.
The trail was steep with switchbacks most of the way. The weather which had begun as cloudy and rainy (I know, I was locked out of my car in it for an hour or so) turned sunny and clear. The air smelled of fall and each leaf held it's own beauty.
Today I drove up to the Yaak settlement. Fall has progressed far enough to where the maple leaves are down up there. It's the bright yellow candlestick-like larch trees which bear the torch of fall colors. The hills are covered with them.
