We slept at Rasmussen Lake last night. I woke up late, about 8am (when the sun hit my tent). I got up and immediately went fishing. Jake, Chad, Jordan and myself walked up around the upper lake to where a stream came into the lake. Chad and Mark were fishing the inlet, but left right as I got there. I switched to my spinning rod and used a
Jake's Lure On my second cast, I caught a nice 12 inch trout. I decided to keep it and eat it for breakfast. After a few more casts, I had another on my line, but I didn't set the hook good enough and it got away about 10 feet from the shore. It was just like the one I had. I fished for a few more minutes while I waited for my fish to die, then I cleaned it and headed back to camp.
When I got to camp, the fire was out and tried to start another one. Finally after 30 minutes, I got it started. Up in the Uintas it rains almost every day, so not only was all the wood wet from rain, but it was a very moist from the dewy morning. I cooked and ate my fish, instead of the oatmeal I had brought. (Fish is way better than oatmeal, anyday.) After breakfast, we packed up and left around 11:20am for Queant Lake. We bush wacked for about an hour. We even had to build a bridge across a stream that was about 8-10 feet wide. Shortly after crossing the bridge across the stream, we found the real trail. After getting on the real trail, we hiked for about 45 minutes till the weather turned bad. We all stopped to put on our rain gear, 5 minutes later, it was hailing and lightening/thundering. We immediately got off the trail and headed up in the trees for cover. The hail was about twice the size of a pea and was beginning to hurt, even up in the trees, we weren't that protected, but it did help some. Jake couldn't find his rain gear, so I took my poncho off and we both huddled under it for about 30-45 minutes while it hailed. After the storm blew through, there was at least an inch of hail on the whole valley.
As soon as the storm left up, we headed on our way to Queant Lake looking for the rest of our crew (we lost 3 of them during the storm). We finally got them on our radio. They had stopped for a few minutes, but had pushed through the storm in and attempt to get to Queant. While we were up in the trees, the a few of the lightening struck right above us. Usually you can count the time between when you see lightening and heard the thunder, in this case, they were simultaneous. It was pretty scary for a few minutes, as Jake had a relative die up in the Uinta's from a lightening strike, as did a Boy Scout last week.
After we got to Queant Lake, we immediately started fires, as we were all soaked and freezing. When the storm came in, the temperature dropped a good 20 degrees, plus we were all wet from the rain/hail. I was wearing a short sleeved shirt that was pretty much soaked. Getting the fire started was hard as the rain had just passed through, plus all the other rain it had gotten, every other day. The rain let up and we got 2 fires going. Something about having a fire going when you are freezing and wet that just makes you feel good.
Next we got camp set up and around 4:30pm, I ate lunch. Then Jake and I went fly fishing on the stream leaving Queant Lake. I caught 2 fish, while Jake caught about 15. We stopped fishing when it got too dark to see our flys and went back to camp. We sat by the fires till about 11pm, then finally went to bed.