|dead tree above Cascade Lake|
Our hiking became much less ambitious - a half mile nature trail around "balancing rock" and a mile and a half walk to see the falls that give Cascade Lake its name.
Although the cascade creek had dwindled to a trickle, it was fun to walk the scoops and channels that a million spring thaws had sculpted into the granite.
Saturday we swam at a sandy Tahoe beach in Rubicon Bay, and spent the day relaxing. We had planned to visit friends in Sacramento and San Francisco. But since we were going to be dropping off Porter at boarding school on Tuesday, we chose to spend time together as a family.
Porter was getting anxious about the impending arrival, and took breaks from reading The Hobbit by reading his new school handbook.
We had to remind ourselves to start loading Porter up with good advice . . .