Canyon Creek Lakes and L Lake
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An out and back trip of 16.5 miles over three days was fun as it was worth it. The views from Canyon Creek Lakes were out of this world. The trip into the Trinity National Forest is a must do.

The Drive & Start
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Nestled in the Trinity Alps, the Canyon Creek Lakes are a prime example of why everyone should visit. This is an out and back trip that covers about 17 miles and is considered a moderately strenuous hike. A wilderness permit was required which was obtained at the ranger station in Weaverville.

After a final check of our gear we were off! This trip both Ben and Steve were pumped about this trip as they heard it was one of the best in the area...we shall see!

Canyon Creek Trail
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Travelling along the creek can be fun, especially when its a bit warm out and the water is just above freezing. Good times.

River Stuff
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Following the Canyon Creek Trail you pass plenty of great camping spots with decent fishing. McKay is the first, followed by Upper Canyon Creek Meadows prior to passing up the Boulder Creek Lakes Trail.

Although we didn't check out Boulder Creek Lakes, this might be a good side trip for a future trek.

Middle Falls
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After a few hour hike we made it to our first destination, Middle Falls. We decided to stop here because the weather started to turn on us and we didn't want to get stuck in a wet hike.

It was a great choice. A campground with pit awaited us and we were quick to start a fire. the nearby creek had a great place to put the poles in the water and both Steve and I caught Brook Trout. Athough too small to keep it was a great afternoon.

Middle Falls After Dark
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As the sun began to set, we occupied our time with stories of yesteryear, Aged Rum, and a few roaring games of Dominos.

Tennis shoes tied to a dead mans body. Nuff Said.

Rum is Kicking In
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Now that the Rum is kicking in, our stories get exaggerated and then acted out resulting in Ryan doing a great Chris Farley impersonation that resulted in ripping my effin pants.

That kinda sucked cause they were the only long pants I brought so I did what any reasonable person would do in this situation. I burned them.

After that debacle Ben wanted to show us a hunting snare he figured out in between our last two trips so he setup the trap for overnight. It caught nothing.

Next Morning
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The next morning we get our gear together, stamp out the mornings fire and get back on the trail.

Some great views of green trails and running water. A great way to nurse a hangover.

A walk on the Wild Side
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Walking along the rushing creek was a great awe-inspiring moment. Tons of great vistas.

Nearing about 6 miles in at this point we were eager to view the infamous lakes.

Lower Canyon Creek
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After a 2 or so mile hike we hand to cross the creek in a pretty fast moving area. We all took off our shoes and walked across the creek just before our toes fell off from frostbite.

The weather that we experienced the day before decided to make a comeback and the clouds quickly followed us up the valley. It did make for some great pics though.

Finally we made it to the Lower Canyon Creek Lake. It was beautiful.

Scramble to L Lake
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In our bright minds we figured we would continue on to L Lake to see if the camping spot there would be worth staying the night. It didn't look like much on the map and we were all well rested to continue on.

So this "side trip" sucked. First off it was a scramble, not a trail. We decided to start the scramble in a place where no one in their right mind would start. There were actually other people at Lower Canyon Creek lake that were pointing to where we should have started, but from our vantage point it just looked like they were giving us thumbs up. Doh.

Needless to say it sucked. At one point we each decided to meet each other at the top assuming we each had a better idea of how to get to the top. On my route, which was clearly the best, my sunglasses fell off of my shirt where it was clipped and fell 12 feet into a dark clearing in between very large boulders. I was forced to take off my pack and slide down to retrieve it where to my surprise I encounterd a frightened deer. My face was about 3 feet from the bulging eyes of this scared beast and after a moment of staring into each others eyes The deer jumped out of the crevasse.

Once we got to L Lake we realized the trip was all for nothing, It was iced over and all the surrounding areas were soaked with runoff. It was a disaster. We hiked back down as quickly as we came.

Upper Canyon Creek Lake
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After hiking down that awful trip to L Lake we were able to see some great views of both upper and lower Canyon Creek Lakes.

A great view here.

Setting up Camp
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Setting up camp at Lower Canyon Creek was a nice spot. The ground was a thin layer of dirt over granite so it made for a bit of a rough sleep but still very nice. What these pictures don't show is right after we finished lunch it started dumping rain on us. It was still light out but it was POURING.

Our makeshift eating area could not keep the water out so we all decided to retreat to our tents to wait it out. Four hours later the rains stopped, just in time for dinner. It was an interesting day to say the least.

That night Steve thought he heard Bears rummaging through our food spot about 50 yards away but I didn't hear anything. I was out like a light.

On Way Out
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To get out, just follow your nose!