Most summers we attempt, or at least talk up attempting, a night ascent of Mt. Audubon. Some years, it’s amazing and beautiful. Some years, it’s horrific type-3 fun.
The 2015 edition looked good in weather forecast, but less good in feet-on-the-trailhead conditions (moderate rain). Still, we’d driven all this way, I activated a show-the-flag Plan B and we saddled up for a short run up the Mitchell Lake trail to at least see what might happen.
Clearly it had been raining for a while because there were serious puddles all over the trail and everything was soaked. However, by the time we got to Mitchell Lake, the sky was clearing, the moon was out, and it was clearly not raining anymore. By the time we got to Blue Lake…