A couple of weeks ago everyone was lamenting the cool rainy weather. Would it ever end? Hell, yes. It always does. And, it did. The heat got turned on. Temperatures promptly achieved their rightful place in the nineties.
Those same few weeks ago the mountains were still locked in snow. It doesn't take much sun and warmth to drive it off. Once a few rocks get exposed, away it goes.
The fourth of July is a pretty traditional date to shoot for as regards getting into some alpine trout fishing. Some years its still too early.
Yesterday was a good day for a walk. I always try to start the day early and take advantage of hiking on a shady trail. Above 9000 feet, the snow was retreating rapidly. There were still a few snowbanks. The lakes had thawed but I don't think that the ice had been off for long.
Best of all, the fish were in good shape. Nice and fat, a surprise for so early in the season.