The funniest part of the walk was this out-of-order chemical toilet. How the hell does a chemical toilet with NO MOVING PARTS get declared out of order? Maybe a coon crawled in and drowned in the pool of blue poop n pee. I think I'm better off not knowing what happened.
Here's the bridge I cross to get to the Northern end of the lake:
Here I am, tall, skinny and sideways:
This is where I am, at the northern end of the lake:
And here's the view of it from the southern shore trail, where I am about 20 mins later:
Had a little problem getting a good GPS sig, so part of the walk was not recorded.
Here's the track, you can see for yourself.
So far, training is going really well. Fundraising, not so much.