Monday, September 01, 2008

And then there was this hill . . .



Tatoosh Lakes, 8/24/08, 5 miles, 2700 elevation

This may sound blasphemous to some, but sometimes I really don't like Ira Spring or Harvey Manning (God rest their souls). These two icons of northwest hiking wrote the book on writing hiking guides and luckily there are a few hiking guide authors who have thrown away that book. Short and/or flat hikes were generally ignored by this writing team as were realistic descriptions and hiking times. In a nutshell, here is the description for Tatoosh Peak out of "100 Hikes in the South Cascades and Olympics": rapidly climb a hill, star walking through meadows, climb 3 short switchbacks, and easily follow the trail to the peak and beautiful views. Oh come on! By the time we got past the 3 short switchbacks even the dog was tired - so much so that she missed the deer standing in the meadow 100 feet away!

With our big backpacking trip just days away, Michael & I figured we could do a little warm-up hike to Tatoosh. I had wanted to do this hike the week before, but with the heat that struck us that week and my reaction to it, we decided to postpone this hike and rest in some A/C on my birthday. Add were we glad we waited. Even with cloud cover and cooler temps, it didn't take long before sweat was dripping of the both of us.

We climbed steeply through the forest along 15 switchbacks and met a pair of llamas along the way. Zillah was immediately intrigued by these strange creatures but didn't bark or growl. We felt like such proud parents as we watched the llamas pass and we continued uphill. As we finished the switchbacks we hoped for a little break in the climb but got no such reward - the hill was unrelenting. The flower-filled meadows came into view and still we climbed. The 3 short switchbacks were short and sweet and gave Zillah her 1st chance at water (we crossed a stream all 3 times). We stopped for a rest while the deer looked down at us, Zillah obliviously panting at our feet.

As we finally reached the junction with Tatoosh Lakes, we decided that the storm that had been brewing all morning would likely hit us while we took in the views from Tatoosh Peak. Michael, having grown up in Colorado, has an aversion to being on mountaintops when storms roll in and my thigh muscles were screaming. So we cut the trip short by heading over the hill to the lakes and rested a bit there with Mt Rainier watching over us.

My description of the trail? Tough climb through the woods and meadows, but worth every step to get those views and to see the abundant flowers. You might even get to see something new along the way.




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