Here you will see the cliffs of the northeast face of Tinkham Peak, with talus slope and the remains of snow shed from their sheer heights. It is this snow that feeds the tarn. The tarn in turn, hosts a nice population of trout, most likely humped up there in a barrel on Drunken Charlie's back years ago. Charlie was a sort of Johnny Troutseed, you might say. I have tried to find more about him, but so far, no luck. He's a legend around here and my brother tells me he stocked a lot of these mountain lakes.
The water was so clear you could see them, looking as though they were flying.
Sami, who likes to take a dip in cold waters gave the tarn a toes up rating of quite cold, and got out quickly to dry in the sun.
What a beautiful day!