As Jackson and I ascended to Wedgemount Lake, we were slowly walking into an abundance of wilderness beauty amongst the treeline. It was a chilly day in October with the sun crisping our skin and fresh air in our lungs. The forest surrounding was so quiet; we only ran into four backpackers coming down the mountain who told us of a black bear they saw the previous day. After three and half hours of hiking in the thick forest, trudging in the mud, and scrambling on rocks in the alpine, we finally reached the beautiful Wedgemount Lake.
As we hadn't snacked in awhile, we decided to sit on a nearby cliff overlooking the lake for lunch. Once we finished our lunch made up of kettle chips, cranberry turkey sandwiches, and homemade juice, we set out to explore the surrounding area. The lake was so still and fragile it acted as a mirror to the beauty around. Once our stay came to an end, we hiked back down into the sunset. As the darkness set in, we turned on our headlamps and made our way down, hollering and joking in the moonlight to scare any predators away.