At the parking lot, this sign gives you the history of how Price Lake Park came into existence.
A strange sight considering it was still August.
A beautiful view is looking over the lake with the mountains in the background.
Along the backside of the lake, you have a boardwalk that goes through a swampy area.
The view from the boardwalk bridge that crosses the Laurel Creek.
About a third of the way along the North shore of the lake, I encountered this boulder that looks (to me) like a large snakehead.
On the Northwest side of the lake, there is a campground that I hike through. The trail becomes a narrow asphalt path.
Shelf mushrooms on a tree trunk.
The damned up Boone Fork Creek is what creates Price Lake. This view is looking at the creek from the other side of the dam.
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