Twin mountains, base to base, here meet the astonished eye;
One towers toward heaven in substance vast,
One looms below in shadow cast,
As grand, as perfect as its peer on high.
In early morning, when no breeze ripples the lake, its reflections are, indeed, marvelously life-like. So exactly is every line and point repeated that the photographic view has puzzled hundreds to tell which mountain is in the air and which is in the water. The spectator who takes the photogram in his hand for the first time often hesitates for several minutes before he can determine which side up the picture should be held. The depth of the lake is from eight to twenty feet.
One sufficiently vigorous and persevering may push on up the Tenaya creek till he finds the
Tenaya Lake,
over a mile long, snugly nestled in among the mountains. This lies beyond the usual limit of tourists' excursions, but well repays a visit.
Nearly a mile northwest of the lake, and about a third of a mile back from the edge of the cliff, the