There were two campsites on Red Eagle Lake. The one our permit assigned us to was called the Head site. It was on the inlet of Red Eagle Creek at the south end of the lake.
I arrived at our campsite at 4:30 p.m. Fire investigators say this area was the epicenter of the Red Eagle Fire, so it was surprising to see some mature trees nearby.
About 90 minutes later, some thru-hikers started to trickle in. They were all assigned to the Foot campsite, but they stopped at ours for a short visit. Before long, Guy Number 5, Fraggles, Butters, Thirteen, Beer Goddess, Lone Wolf, and El Dorado were circled around our campsite's eating area.
Top O' and I also spoke again with the women we met earlier near Triple Divide Pass, and we talked to another hiker camped at our site. She was from Kentucky and said she hoped to be a thru-hiker someday.
When I stopped late this afternoon to text Kim, I also got a look at an updated weather forecast. It called for a chance of rain each day, but the chances were less than 50 percent. Daytime highs were predicted to be in the mid-60s, and lows weren't expected to drop below freezing.
Seeing this forecast was happy news. I couldn't have picked a better time or location to finish this long hike, I thought to myself.
Then after nightfall, the wind became gusty, and I could feel the temperature drop. Rain began to fall at 11:15 p.m. Did the forecasters get the weather all wrong?