This does not match up to the wonderful photos Anita showed me when she and Mel visited here a few years ago, but you get the idea of where we started our ascent.
We headed out again for Dulceaqua and felt like old pros--knew which bus to catch, where to catch it, when it ran, and how to transfer in Ventimiglia to connect with the next bus. Good feeling! Dulceaqua is another one of those high-on-the-hill places, so we're resting before tackling the rest of the day, which should include a swim for me. The desk clerk warned me the water might be chilly, perhaps only 20 degrees or so. That is close to 70, a temperature my lake rarely reaches in the height of summer in AK. I'll let you know later if I swam in the"chilly" water or not.
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