This past Saturday I was dropped off at Turquoise Lake for a couple of hours while the floatplane shuttled some clients down from another lake. I managed to beat the water with my fly-rod for awhile, catch a few Grayling, hike a short way around the shoreline, and tried to take a short nap that kept getting rudely interrupted by hordes of Mosquitoes and Gnats. The floatplane returned, dropped off the clients, picked me up and off we went, thus ending my brief brush with solitude.
The Start of Solitude

Reflection from the pool nearby the shores of Turquoise Lake

Turquoise Lake

The Beach

Arctic Grayling

Low Bush Cranberries
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