Bota Bag

Back in the caravan of my family awoke. They made breakfast - which included sandwiches, scrambled eggs and a little meat.
"When are we going?" I asked when I put the leads away.

"In about 40-60 minutes," said my father as he mixed the scrambled eggs.

"I'll probably pack snacks of fruit?

"Do not please."
When eight strokes after a meal and pack our trucks, we were ready to go hiking. We arrived on the road and went in the direction of Convict Lake. We saw that the sun has just appeared behind the mountains in the distance. I was fascinated when he rid himself of his brilliance pink valley before us.
Once we stopped near the trail head and gave the water with us. My brother, "Daniel said, was the pack I was carrying a bag Bota, the mother, her name is Sarah, wearing his fanny pack and a couple of bottles with water, and my father, Dan, was the camera and a bag of his Bota.
Soon, we got on the track. In one hour, climbing from my brother, Daniel, was ahead with me following closely behind him. Mother and father were behind us about 100 meters. I looked to my left, the lake brilliant blue. There were one or two boats rented and there was also a party-boat. The rays of sun reflected on the lake creating a golden glow breathtaking. I looked dirty monitoring going on, it was amazing that I was walking just outside the former active volcano. My eyes slowly ventured to the small plant, Artemisia, who was my right. Ten minutes ago, I never thought I would meet sagebrush there. But after that, once again, Mammoth is a high desert, with huge mountains on all sides.