At last a free day on the mainland! A chance to get away from the orca-seeking tourists, sea urchins and over-priced restaurants of Friday Harbor. I have been on almost every trail in the Darrington district at least once, but there was a bit of a blank spot I had been passing over for years – Meadow Mountain and Crystal Lake. I started on Meadow Mountain Trail #657 which begins with about 4.5 miles of recovering road bed. This portion of the trail is hot, exposed and underwhelming. It’s obvious when you hit the former trailhead. It’s marked by a downed sign prohibiting motorcycles and the trail turns narrow and begins switch-backing up.
The switchbacks are well engineered. They are long, few in number and have very little drainage problems. In fact much of the area is quite dry. After two miles or so I reached a stream and the beginning of the meadows that have given this mountain its name. The area is really quite beautiful reminding me a bit of Huckleberry Mountain to the north. I’m looking forward to exploring this trail further to the east someday, but today I turned off onto the Meadow Lake Trail #657.1. A short, boggy .7 miles and some elevation loss takes you down to the lake. It’s quite a pretty lake and wasn’t too buggy for this time of year.
I was rather un-enthusiastic about turning around and hiking the Meadow Mountain Trail all the way back so I took a look at my maps and noticed a pass a little to the northeast of the lake that would require just a few hundred feet elevation gain to cross over with Crystal Lake just on the other side. I poked around and was not surprised to find a rather nice boot-beat path taking me to where I wanted to go. Once over the pass I could barley glimpse Crystal Lake and knew I was on the right track. The way trail descended quickly down to the lake shore. On the way down I swear I heard a large growl that made my skin jump five feet to the side of me. I quickly pulled it back on and had a good look around, but saw nothing. I continued quietly.
Once down to the lake I surprised a couple of ladies there who didn’t seem to be expecting a visitor from the far end of the lake. You might say I caught them with their pants down – well off actually. No further details needed. I had to mill around a bit to find the Crystal Lake Trail #638, but once on it, it was clear were I was going – down. This trail is a true fishermen’s trail – its’ steep and I’m glad I didn’t choose to go up it. Back to the road junction and I was out after 7 hours of walking for a nice loop trip.