Last Saturday, Duncan and I headed up to Lost Lake. It was an 11-mile round trip to a relatively pleasant lake. I'll probably never do this one again.
1. Mosquitos. They bit me through my clothes. They got in my eyes. They even bit the palms of my hands.
2. The first 2 miles of the hike are really easy. This draws too many people. Loud people. People who have no trail etiquette. People who shit two feet from the water sources the campers use and then leave their used toilet paper in plain sight. Boy scout troops. People with off-leash and/or aggressive dogs.
3. The last couple miles are fine, but right now there are about two dozen blowdowns, some of which are hard to get over, under, or around. I got to exercise my mad ninja skilz and walk down the very long trunk of one of the trees blocking the trail, but that was pretty much the highlight of the route. Lost Lake is pleasant, but the bugs were murder. Quinn Lake was prettier, but still, too many bugs. There's no view of anything along the entire trail, unless you count the bugs in your eyes.
If I ever bother with this one again, it will be only as an early season hike, or to go to the alternate Echo Lake, or to do the Noble Knob loop. It might even make a decent snowshoe trip.
After 10 miles, Duncan took a break.
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