Intial impressions wouldn't lead you to believe this trail is the best day hike around Lake Chelan - there is no signage indicating a trail exists, nor is there a parking lot. But the views at the top more than make up for the humble beginnings.
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After finding a place to park along the road, I walked along the dam and noticed a metal structure protruding from the surface of the lake. Antilon Lake was constructed in the early 1900's as an irrigation source for the region, and I'm guessing it may actually be a reservoir rather than a lake. Anyways, whether entirely built by man or not, the view was pretty and the stiff breeze coming down the lake was nice, as my late start in the day caused concern the heat might take a toll on me.
The trail is well kept and easy to follow, however it's not wide like some of the trails I have recently been on in the I-90 corridor. The dust I kicked up hiking lingered in the air as the recent breeze all but died. As I progressed up the steady incline, I felt the afternoon sun beating down on me and sweat pooled around my forehead and hoped I was close to reaching the ridge.
At about ¾ of a mile I reached the ridge and caught my first view of Lake Chelan. I didn’t bother stopping to soak in the view, as I knew the views would be much better as I continued ascending the ridge. And my hope was the top would provide great unobstructed views of Lake Chelan.
All four lakes, Wapato Lake, Roses Lake, Dry Lake and of course the star of the show, Lake Chelan, came into view as I continued hiking up the ridge. The green agricultural land around Manson provided a nice contrast with the dry scrubland in the foreground.
There was evidence of fires in years past with scorched trees and shrubs all along the hike. In 2016, the Antilon Lake fire burned 315 acres before being contained. Remnants of fires are a common sight all across the Eastern Cascades, and unfortunately, not something that is likely to go away anytime soon.
During the hike, something scurried by my feet and startled me; I quickly jumped out of the way before realizing it was just a small lizard. The lizards continued to suprise me along the hike as I never really got used to the quick movement at my feet. I had hoped to snap a picture of one of the lizards, but they were too fast and quickly ran away. I did come across a dead lizard in the trail and used the photo to later identify it as a Western Fence Lizard.
I reached the rounded summit of 4th of July Mountain and walked further Northwest to get unobstructed views up lake. The wind was whipping again, which felt very refreshing. The smoke that had been annoyingly persistent the last couple of days had mostly retrated, only casting a slight haze as I looked North up Lake Chelan. I could see 25 mile State Park, and beyond that, civilization ceased and nature continued unabated. 25 mile creek, aptly named because it's 25 miles uplake from the city of Chelan, is the last stop by car, and any further progress up the lake requires a boat, or a float plane if one is so inclined.
The hike down was uneventful, and upon reaching the bottom, I saw a couple of folks in a boat on Antilon Lake trying their luck at fishing - that’s the only people I encountered on this particular hike!