Armed with some sausages, a tent, a pair of bikes and a pair of dogs, we went camping. We drove north about 20 minutes, then east another 15 minutes until we got to the Eklutna Lake trailhead. The snow was gone and the lake ice was thinking about melting, with clearwater along the edges. It was, amazingly, baking hot. Uncomfortable even. I couldn't believe it. I was caught out with a long pair of pants and wanting shorts. That didn't happen one day last summer, and here we were, a few days into April and it was smoking (for Alaska).
The dogs rejoiced and we cycled along the gravel path until we spotted a good beach campsite.
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