A nice camping trip to the east side of Mt. Hood. Some folks call it Wy’east over there. The mountain itself is called Lookout Mountain. I’m sure there are other names, but I just remember how to get there.
As I pulled on to the dirt road leading up the mountain I saw some fallen trees by the side of the road and it reminded me of the MovNat video my trainer from Bootcamp showed me. I started to tell my friend S about it, how the guy ran around in the woods half naked and barefoot. He jumped off cliffs into a pile of pebbles and dragged around huge logs with his bare hands.
Then we turned the bend to our campground and right before us was an enormous pile of downed trees blocking the whole road. We both had to laugh at that synchronicity.
Being adventurous we jumped out assessed the situation. We decided that if we moved all the smaller logs we could drive around the main roadblock and make it to our favorite campsite. It is so worth it to sleep out there on the edge of the cliff overlooking the valley with snowy white Hood looking back at you.
I didn’t think to take pictures on our way down as we dragged trees around, sawed through limbs with a pruning saw and moved poky things from the road. Just didn’t occur to me to grab the camera as we walked up and down the mile of road making sure we coukd get through. But these images can give you a sense of what things looked like on our way back out.
This is where we drove around, in between the trees to the right. I made sure to measure that my car would get through.
One of the trees we moved after cutting and breaking off the limbs on the right. Heavy stuff! Glad I’ve been going to Bootcamp.
This one we very carefully drove around so it didn’t come crashing down on top of us.
Later that day we decided to climb to the top of Lookout Mountain, except that mother nature had other plans for us. We started driving up from our campsite and cleared a few more trees. But then we hit the snow. I plowed through and over drifts of snow up to my knees until we came to the part of the road that was completely covered. Not wanting to give up yet we hiked through the snow for a while. Clearly we were nowhere near the parking lot at the end of the several mile trail by the time our boots were soaked.
So we headed lower for a hike. For the third time that day we came to a road full of downed trees. The forest service clearly doesn’t think anyone is planning to be up there that early in the season. But we claimed over them and found our way to the most beautiful mountain meadow. A former clearcut with a stream rushing through it and a spectacular assortment of plants.
The rest of the weekend was gorgeous, relaxing and insightful. I guess we got the hard part of our work done on that first day by clearing all those roadblocks.
The spirits of the sky blessed us with this remarkable rainbow straight up in the sky on a perfectly clear day.