It remains the only time I have hiked to the top of that mountain in the snow. I had tried once before some years earlier when a late Spring storm of freakish proportions had dropped three feet of snow on the trails. On that trip we gave out of steam from having to slog through the drifts and ended up camping on a ridge in the forest. We never made the mountaintop on that trip.
This is still one of the prettiest winter hikes I have ever done, in March of 2005.
|The trail leading up. One other hiker had blazed the trail for us.|
|There are not many things prettier than spruce trees heavily laden with newly fallen snow.|
|Sam Baucom took this shot of me at Myrtle Point, near the summit.|
|The view that day from Myrtle Point.|
|I got Sam to take this one of me as we left the top of the mountain to head back down.|
|This is from a hike when I was barely 21 years old. We were trying to reach the summit but drifts that were just too deep exhausted us and we had to make camp on a ridge as the sun was setting.|