Love how clouds look like torn paper in high winds. Enchantment Mountains, WA. Last May.

Karen and I didn't know there was a Horse Lake Mountain. We got to the summit and found this bronze marker from the U.S. Geologic Survey, Nineteen Forty-One. Originally the bronze marker was flat on the rock. High winds scoured away rocks and dirt, leaving the marker above ground. Karen put rocks around it so people don't trip on it.

We watched it snowing in the Enchantments. In late May. If you look closely at the left side of the Enchantments in the 2nd photo, you can see it snowing. It was also snowing at Stevens Pass lower down, I learned later.

After lunch, Karen stretched out with her head pillowed by her pack. "Lie down, Kathleen!" she urged. "Take a load off." On hikes, I never lie down unless in a tent. Ticks.

To humor Karen, I flipped over my pack and lay down with my head higher than my feet. Unknown to me, the open bite-valve on my Camelbak water reservoir was pinned just-so beneath the pack frame.

"I'm lying in a puddle!" I yelped, springing up and getting my gloves wet. The backs of my jacket, shirt and pants were soaking wet. In freezing winds. This was serious. Hypothermia.

"No worries, Karen," I said cheerfully. "Inside my pack in ziploc bags are a down jacket, dry long-sleeved shirt, raincoat/windbreaker, hat and gloves."

Bundled up at the view point, I slammed my knees together to conserve body heat. The only problem: out of water. But I had drinking water in the car. I survived.