Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest

Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com

It's a little strange bidding farewell to a place you're just getting to know, and not being exactly sure when, or if, you will be back. I say that because there's a lot to see in this world, and I am trying to see as much as I possibly can, which sometimes means not having the time or resources to revisit certain places. On the final weekend of June, we went camping at Tahoe National Forest, leaving behind our phones and laptops, and anchoring ourselves in the craggy granite terrain surrounding Faucherie Lake. 

Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com
Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com
Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com
Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com
Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com

The hardest part about being home after a trip like this is when you are looking at the photos you took, recalling the rhythm of footsteps on a bed of rocks and the sensation of ice-cold water on your skin, and wondering why you are not still out there. Alas, reality catches up: a job to return to, a garden to be watered, responsibilities to take care of. 

Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com
Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com

I take my time to recover from post-camping blues. The first time it hit me we were only gone a couple days to test our new equipment, and it caught me by surprise. This time round, we knew better what to expect and we tread carefully, inching our way back and at the same time making plans to be in touch with nature again soon. In the meantime, I will be baking in the kitchen.

Faucherie Lake, Tahoe National Forest, California | vermilionroots.com