The lake of my youth remains lost. My favorite place to be growing up, was the tiniest alpine lake in northeast Washington called Lost Lake. Rumored as one of only two nesting sites in the entire state for the Great Northern Loon, Lost Lake has always held amazing wonders for me. With awesome wildlife, good fishing, a sweet dock and surrounded by old growth forests, returning there after almost 10 years was really pretty sentimental. The fact that it was also during the height of the Perseid's Meteor shower didn't hurt either.
Here's to making summer last, and reliving old summers passed.
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