This morning I decided that if I didn't drive up to Elkheart, I wouldn't get it done until next summer. So I grabbed my little camera and my plein air watercolor painting kit, and drove up.

Fremont Peak is still there! It kept disappearing into the clouds while I was up there trying to paint it.

I liked the way the clouds kept changing the lighting on the canyon.

Hmmm - - - I wonder if I remember how to drive in this stuff?

I drove through the campground, and was surprised that so many trees still have leaves. It was so peaceful and quiet there - not a soul was around. There were a couple of hardy souls out on the lake in boats.
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