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| Mountain Goat before Sunrise |
This is my 5th summer solstice with my phony hip and
the 5th anniversary of this Blog, which I began in hopeful
anticipation of a great summer of 2009 and grateful recognition that I’m able
to hike, walk, and write. Today,
I’m going to tell the story of the Sleeping Beauty Trail.
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| Sleeping Beauty |
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| Sleeping Beauty Fire Lookout |
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| Flat spot of nose / lookout |
Leaders changed the name from Guler to Trout Lake, Washington, hoping to attract even more tourists.
As of 2014, the name is false advertising, because, although the
wetlands is beautiful and sometimes resembles a lake, anyone arriving with a motorboat -- even anyone with long arms who wants to swim -- will be sorely disappointed.
So, I started this summer with some very heavy breathing. Most of the 1.4 miles to the top is steep: 1,200 to 1,400 feet elevation gain in the first mile. The Civilian Conservation Corps helped build part of the trail. Now, the feds don't want to pay anything. A family volunteered to maintain the trail themselves: Thank you, Prestons!
Back to the trail. Second-growth trees lead to bigger, older trees, some covered in stringy moss. Wildflowers also interest hikers on their way to the view.
I made better time than I expected, arriving about 4:35. The transition between black and sunlight comes with fierce winds at the top. So, I sat down among some rocks to wait. Maybe 20 minutes later, I stood up, looked over my shoulder, and saw that papa mountain goat pictured at top about 10 yards away. Had I stayed down, he and his family would have walked right past me. Instead, they turned around and went down, for now.
The almanac said sunrise was at 5:15, and it did start getting pink early. But with Mt. Adams blocking the Eastern horizon, I did not actually see the sun until about 5:40. Nevertheless, I enjoyed how the light unveiled over the Gifford Pinchot National Forest.
When the sun finally broke free, the wind died to nothing, but the show was not over.
The mountain goats. The family of four worked their way down and back up. But they were not alone. Another two kids and three big ones had joined up as they walked and jumped their way from east to west and up.
They kept a wary eye on me as they made their way around, grazing on whatever green stuff they could find.
Here's a link to more photos. Below are videos of the 360 degree view and the goats.
So, I started this summer with some very heavy breathing. Most of the 1.4 miles to the top is steep: 1,200 to 1,400 feet elevation gain in the first mile. The Civilian Conservation Corps helped build part of the trail. Now, the feds don't want to pay anything. A family volunteered to maintain the trail themselves: Thank you, Prestons!
Back to the trail. Second-growth trees lead to bigger, older trees, some covered in stringy moss. Wildflowers also interest hikers on their way to the view.
I made better time than I expected, arriving about 4:35. The transition between black and sunlight comes with fierce winds at the top. So, I sat down among some rocks to wait. Maybe 20 minutes later, I stood up, looked over my shoulder, and saw that papa mountain goat pictured at top about 10 yards away. Had I stayed down, he and his family would have walked right past me. Instead, they turned around and went down, for now.
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| Mt. St Helens (click to enlarge any photo) |
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| Mt. Hood |
When the sun finally broke free, the wind died to nothing, but the show was not over.
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| Mt. Adams |
They kept a wary eye on me as they made their way around, grazing on whatever green stuff they could find.
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