Ruth Lake Trip

So I am trying to surprise Sam by writing this blog myself.  Myself being Greg.  We just went on a fun trip to Ruth lake, just past Mirror Lake in the Uinta's, with Chris and Jocelyn.  We were a little skeptical at first because we were exhausted from a hard second week of school, and our work schedules staying the same all the while.  We drove out at about 5 on Friday evening and got there at about 7.  We started hiking and realized that the darker it got, the harder it was going to be to catch our dinner.  Once we got there we got straight to fishing.  It was getting darker, and Sam and I fished together.  We casted where we would see jumps on the lake.  It was a small lake so there was not a lot of room to explore, but it was still very pretty.  I took some casts but did not have any luck.  Sam took over and finally after seeing a fish jump fifteen feet in front of us, she reeled one in!  It was a pretty good sized Brooke trout, especially for being that high in the mountains.  After catching it, she pretty much handed it off to me and kept casting.  I told her I wanted to catch one, and so I got the rod, and she got to enjoy holding her fish.  Im sure she loved that. I could not get one, but I was very happy that Sam got one.  She could not have been happier either, I think mainly because I didn't get one and she did.
Once it got dark, it was freezing and we had to run around to get wood for a fire.  We started one up and started cooking our food.  We also started putting up our tents, but wait, where was Chris and Jocelyn's?  I don't know but it was not there with them!  They were totally prepared with food, sleepping bags, and fishing stuff, all except for the tent.  Chris went across the lake to see if a loud Scout group had an extra one(we, as you probably do, are thinking at this point it is a lost cause).  Sure enough, he and a few other scouts came over presenting Chris's less than jovial wife at this point with a tent.  He told us later that it seemed to be a trade for one roll of Smarties.  Candy was, according to one of the Scouts, "legal tender" in their troop.  Lucky for Chris he agreed and always carried a spare roll of Smarties for emergencies.  We had hot dogs and cooked our fish in tin foil.  The fish was very tasty, probably because Jocelyn brought spices and I made sure every square millimeter of that fish was covered.  We cooked marshmallows and had a nice discussion about the stars and the universe and all things space (Heavy stuff).  After a lot of stories and joking around, we were ready to go to sleep and stop trying to fighting the cold.  It was quite cold.  Supposedly it got down to about 37 degrees, and we all agreed that it was a pretty fair estimate.
We woke up to Chris stoking a crackling of a fire and the sun causing the greenhouse effect in our tents.  As we were eating breakfast some birds found interest in the crackers I was eating and so i held one out and a "castro" bird came right up, perched on my finger for a second and took the cracker.  We had a good time trying to get the birds to do the same thing to get it on camera.  After eating breakfast and packing up we gave the Boy Scouts their tent back and headed back.  On the way back we tried our luck in a stream, where we saw lots of fish, but caught few.  The trip will be remembered, sadly for Chris, as the "how could you forget that" trip.  

Us in front of the lake

Us fishing before it got dark

Hiking back out