25 August 1986 The bloom is off the rose on our third day out. We decide to bypass Escondito Ridge to cut our mileage down from 13. What the hell, we're on vacation. Breakfast is slow. For some reason the pancakes won't set up. They turn out to be a gooey mass with a bit of a crust. Colleen won't eat them but the rest of us do. Food is food and we have a long day ahead. We leave Spectacle Lake following Delate Creek as it drops some 1200 feet. The descent is nice first thing in the morning. We ford Lemah Creek barefoot and break for lunch at Pete Lake. The woodline is a bit removed from the lake, giving it an open, park-like feel. Then we tackle the 1000 foot, one mile climb to Waptus pass and make an equally steep drop to Waptus Lake. My legs are screaming by the time we reach the lake. I am truly beginning to doubt my sanity. Why do I do this to myself?