We decided to spend our last day back at Convict Lake.
Dave and I got there first. We loaded the kayak and I paddled and he hiked. There were already three fishing boats in our spot.
No matter, they were in boats and we wanted the beach.
We had a couple of hours of bliss on the lake.
A really strong wind started out of nowhere, a reminder of how fast the Sierra weather can change.
When it became obvious it wasn’t going away we decided we better pack it up. Dave and Chuck had to paddle back against the wind and now whitecaps.
It was a short fishing day but fun nonetheless.
Around the campfire last night we reminisced about our wonderful trip. I think Dave and I have converted Joyce and Chuck into Eastern Sierra lovers too, and they can’t wait to come back!