We had no way of knowing the story of what happened. But apparently this moose had either died or been killed in the trail, and then likely various animals had a good meal.

We continued on a ways, getting to only a couple patches of snow on the trail before it was time to turn around. We took a quick break and headed back down the trail again. 
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Canyon Creek is a fairly rough trail with many rocks and tree roots in the path, plenty of up and down, and this time of year lots of water, mud, and muck to deal with. The last portion gets quite steep for the most part, with water running over rocks in the almost non-existent trail on much of it, and sections of snow that hadn't melted off yet. Because it rained most of our way in, everything was quite wet, making many of the rocks extra slippery. 
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When we arrived at the lake, in addition to being rainy, it was also very windy. It wasn't an ideal combination with the lowering temps (it was quickly heading from a high around 46 degrees Fahrenheit towards a predicted low of 34), so we crossed the snowfield and found a little spot to camp out of the direct wind.

At camp the wind still got pretty gusty at times, but it wasn't nearly as windy as it had been at the lake, and it wasn't constant. We set up the tents in the rain, got a fire going and cooked supper in the dark, changed to dry clothes and snuggled in to stay warm and dry while it rained and blew through most of the night. 

​Morning came and the rain changed to snow for just a bit while we had breakfast. The clouds eventually cleared and the sun came out, giving us a chance to dry out our wet backpacks and clothing from our hike in. 
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​While I have to admit that a few parts of this trip weren't quite what I would consider ideal, I did have a lot of fun. We'll definitely have to do this again sometime when it's not raining, so we can camp next to the lake and enjoy hanging out there a bit more. :)