“BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!” *swat!* “Damn it!” “BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!” *swat!* “Damn it!” “BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ!” *swat!* “OK, is anyone else up?!?!” “Yes!” “I am!” “Are you guys ready to get moving?!?” “I’m ready!” “Let’s go!”… Day 3 started early–like 5:30am early! The mosquitoes at Salvation Springs were relentless all through the night. We skipped the tent, slept close to the smoldering smoky fire and covered every inch of skin, but the mosquitoes never gave up through the night and were already regrouping for another attack, so we packed up and moved out–walking breakfast by 6:00am. By the way, Peanut Butter Cliff Bars are probably the worst walking breakfast ever, dry and sticky–probably would have gone better with coffee.
We got to see Lost Lake through the trees and Mt. Hood in the early morning light, and there was a slight breeze coming down from the mountain keeping the mosquitoes at bay which was very welcome at this point! I’m not sure if this Lost Lake view was from Preacher’s Peak or Devil’s Pulpit, we didn’t want to stop for very long, so I didn’t get to match it up with the map. Paula and I camped over at Lost Lake two or three years ago with the canoe.




