Well, I'll tell you what... this one is not for the children, but if you like to glissade, boy are you in for a treat. (But hurry... the snow's a-meltin!)
Photos will be posted to www.webofsteve.com tonight.
Ken, Mike and I left Seattle about 2pm Friday afternoon and made it to the trailhead somewhere around 4:30. Sunshine was the theme of the weekend, and that evening was no exception. We had the mountain to ourselves, and it was, to date, the second most rewarding hike of my life. (check out my Goat Flats pictures for #1)
The trail on the south face of the mountain (the longest section) was dry, but steep and there were several blowdowns. Not terribly difficult for dayhikers, but our backpacks made for quite an interesting ascent.
We broke free of the forest many times, and for great distances, to walk through what must have given this mountain it's name: green, green meadows. Wildflowers were everpresent, but just beginning to show color, so I look forward to returning to this trail later in the year!
The second half of the hike was the best (or worst, depending on your point of veiw...) as the North and East faces of the mountain as we neared the summit were completely covered in snow. We trudged up what I considered brutal inclines, and arrived at the base of the bowl beneath the Lookout at about 8pm.
The climb to the summit looked positively vertical (and of course, completely blanketed with snow) and we weren't sure the Lookout was sturdy enough to support the three of us sleeping. (Earlier reports warn that the lookout's foundation might be unstable despite all recent restoration work. :( - Hopefully someone will make it all the way and report back to us!)
We knew we didn't have time to make it before sunset, so rather than camp in the cold, snowy bowl, we decided to set up a home on top of the ridge - elevation 5988'; about 500' below and just southeast of the summit.
Stunning views of Glacier Peak, Buckindy and White Chuck Mountain awaited us along a narrow ridge at the top. Beautiful green slopes lay before us the south and amazing drifts of white snow threatened to break off just feet from our tent and go crashing down a vast bowl of smooth snow. (The skiers we passed on our way our looked like they already knew about these bowls, but if you're looking and haven't been here... check it out right away. It looked like it would stay for a while yet, but a few more weeks and ...)
Overall, this is a MUST DO for the seasoned hiker, but it's at least as strenuous as Mt. Si (much more so, of course, if you're doing the snow route.) The hike up took us about 3 1/2 hours, (including a couple of scouting trips - sans pack - to the aforementioned ridge looking for a flat, dry place) and we made it back down in just under 2 and a half hours.
Well, off to plan the next one. Pugh has my interest ... we'll see though! See you out there!