Yeah! Camping! Finally the season has arrived to pack up the car with sleeping bags, tent, food and warm clothes and head for the hills. The Trinity Alps seem to be the closest (and most accessible) mountains near here and we have been eager for the warmer weather to arrive to go and check them out!
CD: the trailmaster!
Although we'd had some mild stress earlier in the week, when the weekend arrived we took all that energy and drove east on 299. At Weaverville we took CA 3 north and looked for a nice spot to camp for a couple of nights. We knew we wanted to do some hiking near Callahan, but weren't sure where we might be able to pitch our tent. A girl in town pointed us to Kangaroo Lake- it was a little removed from where we wanted to start on Saturday's hike, but we got a great campsite. So, Friday night we roasted some dogs and marshmallows on a great fire before getting some rest for Saturday's dayhike.
Kangaroo Lake/ CD: the tentmaster!

We got an early start, but got a little lost trying to find the trailhead which set us back a little. Once on the trail, it was straight forward and after two miles we arrived at East Boulder Lake. It was in a very serene basin with nice meadows.

East Boulder Lake
We forged on trying to find the path to Upper Boulder Lake. We trekked through some marshy trail, but decided that we had missed it so we turned back and joined a trail heading south. We soon realized this wasn't the trail we wanted- we were going on the loop in the opposite direction than foreseen. It was still just beautiful skirting a ridge before dropping down a bit to arrive at Middle Boulder Lake. Right above it there are two "tear shaped" ponds where a couple of horses (and their owners) were taking a rest.

Middle Boulder Lake
After climbing over a saddle, we joined the Pacific Crest Trail for a couple of miles- skirting the other side of the ridge. The weather was cloudy and cool which made it really bright, but not too hot to hike- always nicer if you're not sweating (huffing and puffing-yes, but at least not sweating).
After going through some left over patches of snow and getting good views of the Trinity alps, the trail led us up over another saddle and we dropped into the Upper Boulder (it also had two baby ponds with it) and on down to East Boulder Lake. Throughout we encountered only a couple of people, so it was nice to get away and really feel the peace and solitude of the outdoors.

Upper Boulder Lake