
In any case, I was very curious to get out and see what all this flooding looked like, so I headed back out to the cabin again. This time walking, and carrying a backpack. At one point for a few hundred yards, I had to walk through chest deep water due to flooding, holding my backpack over my head and trying to force a way through the slush and ice floating in the water. No, it wasn't cold. It only felt cold for about a half a second before it numbed anything in the water. :-)
The next day, the heat wave broke, but still was a hot (after winter anyway) 45 and sunny, and I spent the day walking around barefoot--no sense getting my shoes wet--wading through the snowmelt lakes and seeing where it was going, and collecting, and so on.
To get this picture, I had to wade out butt-deep into the water. Well, that wasn't a huge issue. I'd been walking through water all day. The annoying part was having to then stand still long enough for the ripples to die so that I could take this.
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