Mt Adams Wilderness Crofton Ridge
September 12, 2016
I joined Friends of Mt. Adams for a hike on Crofton Ridge via the Shorthorn Trail on Saturday. Our group met at the Trout Lake School for an early start.
Led by Darvel Lloyd, who grew up climbing and exploring Mt Adams, it was a very educational hike.
Our group of twelve headed up the Shorthorn Trail through burned forest from the 2012 Cascade Creek fire.
Fascinated with the charred forest remains, contrasting with new growth I stopped for many photos.
Can we call this ‘Fall Color’?
Although it is late in the season, many wildflowers are still in bloom. I think this is a Pearly Everlasting.
Looking back I was surprised to see Mt Hood. We parked at an elevation about 4740 feet and would end up at 6227 feet after our 3 mile hike to the ridge.
I believe this in the Lupine family.
A beautiful bouquet of Asters.
Crossing Shorthorn Creek.
On the other side of the creek we found pink Monkeyflower.
Another fork of Shorthorn Creek.
Crofton Creek. Looking up, I found a tiny waterfall!
Looking down the creek I felt amazed and awed….
When I looked UP from the creek I wondered if I could climb that hill. See the tiny hikers at the top of the first switchback? Hint…the dot of red.
No, I’m not gasping for air….I’m stopping to take pictures!
This is where we’re heading.
A vast landscape that takes my breath away, I could stand here for hours.
Almost there at Round the Mountain Trail #9.
The last section of our hike, the crest on Crofton Ridge.
A spectacular view of Mt Adams from the southwest side.
Looking west at Mt. St. Helens.
As we sat and enjoyed our lunch, four Clark’s Nutcrackers joined us!
Zooming in on a waterfall from where we sat in the shade.
Zoomed in on the almost uncovered lookout tower at the top of Mt Adams. 12,276′
Rested, nourished and hydrated we began our three mile descent.
Use caution when heading downhill on a rocky sandy path. I landed on my cushy backpack twice, but yay my camera landed on my lap! Might as well take a picture of the view!! Don’t worry, I wasn’t hurt but even more cautious as I continued.
Trudging back down I pretty much kept my eyes on my footing and tried to keep up! Oh look, another pretty wildflower!! Fireweed.
Yes, out of breath again I stopped for another pretty picture. You know I love rocks!
I looked up from time to time (especially after we reached a gentler downhill section), still amazed at the charred remains of a once green forest.
You know me, I can’t resist stopping for a ‘critter’.
Darvel often stopped to discuss history, flora and fauna of the neighborhood.
I am so fortunate to have met and hiked with such an interesting and cohesive group of people. Another wonderful September adventure!!!