Sometimes I go places. This was one of those times. I was in Salt Lake City last week and on Sunday I went on a hike to Blanche Lake in Big Cottonwood Canyon. The trail 3 miles each way, up hill on the way to the lake and downhill all the way back, This isn't an up-and-down trail, or one that is so steep it is nothing but switchbacks, it just steadily grinds upward, gaining almost 2,600 feet of elevation.
The lake itself isn't very large. At one time there was a stone dam at the end, but it is no longer operational. After I got up there it started raining, the rain and the sun battled it out, it would rain for a few minutes, then the sun would come out and dry things off, then the rain would push forward once again. Since it was warm out, the rain was not much of an annoyance.
If you look the opposite direction, you can see the canyon you just hiked up. There is glacier-scoured rocks, low bushes, and a variety of trees.
