The Story of the Horrible Hike!!!

    Okay maybe the title is a little bit of an exaggeration, but only a bit. A couple of days before the 4th my Uncle Blake invited us to come with them on a hike up to Independence Lakes. So 4th of July morning they came down and we headed up to the start of our wonderful hike. It was pretty nice weather starting out and it wasn't even that horrible yet, but then we hit the steep part and that is where the horrible part comes in. Half-way in we lost the trail and the dads had to go find it again. Then we had to climb through patches of half melted snow.  Finally, thank goodness we made it to the lake. We took a half hour break and then we headed back down. At the begging of the trek back down it was sprinkling and about a quarter of the way it started hailing and just pouring buckets of rain. But eventually we made it and tried to eat a lunch without getting it soaking wet. It was fun I guess, and it was cool to see it, because that's where my dad proposed to my mom. My mom thought it was funny that I kept saying if somebody dragged me up here to propose to me I would be very tempted to say no.