It was time to pack up, power down, and go straight to the lake for me and one of my best friends. No husbands. No children (both human and canine). Just girls. We met on White Pass at Indian Creek Campground and spent the entire day fishing (and reading) at Clear Lake. It was a beautiful little blue paradise. Mt. Rainier was on my trail home, and I couldn’t resist a stop to take it all in. Even though only one fish was caught for the weekend, we both were able to unwind and reconnect. Such a relaxing little mini trip.