There are multiple trees across the trail starting about 1/4 mile before the Big Hump.  I was able to get under or over them until about 100 yards before the Big Hump where several downed trees crisscrossed in a latticed fashion.   I did not see a way around them. It may be possible to get over them but I was alone and was concerned I might slip and fall as the first one was very large and the space between the trees was variable.  The height off the ground of the trees also made me pause. I also wondered if the rest of the trail to 5 mile camp would have downed trees which contributed to my decision to turn around. 

Gravel road with lots of passable potholes past Ranger Hole. Trail is clear till past Little Hump then multiple downed trees you have to climb or maneuver around, over or under. But still a beautiful forest hike & river is flowing strong. Very few people & peaceful

I spent one lovely, peaceful night along the Duckabush River! This was my first ever backpacking trip, I was solo, carrying all of my gear, and I was so humbled by the weight of my pack so my plans for spending the night at 5-Mile Camp quickly downgraded to 2-Mile Camp haha. I arrived at the trailhead at 11:45am on a Monday morning and saw six other cars. I was nervous about most of the spots at 2-Mile being taken up because of the amount of people at the trailhead, but I only passed one couple on my way in, and I found every campsite to be available! I chose the one that is kind of separated from the true 2-Mile Camp, the first site that is off the trail a bit to the left. You go downhill a little and are met with a small but spacious, beautiful, multi-level campsite. You're decently off the trail, and the spot is pretty private. You can kind of peer in from the trail, but you're mostly pretty cozy and hidden. I set up my tent on the higher dirt level, and then you have a little staircase of roots down to your private riverside beach area. What a lovely spot! Somebody took some serious time and effort to build a little shelter/hut out of logs and sticks and branches, it was a very nice touch! I was seriously impressed and grateful to this person, this little hut served as my kitchen/reading area. After setting up camp and relaxing for a few hours, I took a little golden hour hike up to the lunch rock. I saw nobody else camping nearby as the sun was setting, lucky me! As I ate dinner, the grouse started to drum (if you know, you know - even though I knew it was just grouse, the sound reverberates throughout the forest so deep, it still freaked me out!). I went to bed around 8pm and had the worst sleep I have ever had (to no fault of the location, the river was very relaxing to fall asleep to), but it was so worth it to wake up early in the morning to the beauty of Duckabush as my personal backyard for the day. The bugs were not a concern at all which was very nice. Just a couple around at night, and a few in the morning, but nothing miserable or annoying. I took yet another hike up to the lunch rock before packing up. This is when I saw only the second person of the whole trip! Reluctant to leave my little slice of heaven, I ended up finally hiking out around 11:45am. About 1/2 mile from camp, I saw a bear! I have never seen any wildlife along this trail before. Before I saw him, I heard him crashing through the brush about 50 feet to the left off the trail. I thought at first that maybe it was an off-trail hiker coming through, but then I saw a big tan moving object. All I could see at first was tan, I thought it was a cougar and my life was coming to an unfortunate close. But as he continued emerging, I saw it was just a nice black bear fellow. I don't think he even looked at me, but if he did he couldn't care less and continued his journey uphill and deep into the forest, away from me thankfully. Definitely an exciting way to end the trip!

I believe the Duckabush is currently closed (at least from the park boundary westward), but on Monday, the Bear Gulch fire was mostly subdued. Our group of four, plus the dog, had sunny, mild, smoke-free weather for our outing. We made it to about Five Mile Camp, took a dip in the river, then came back to the car. According to my watch, it was about a 12.5-mile day with six-and-a-half hours of moving time (plus our break by the river).

We definitely got our money's worth, even though the Duckabush does not boast the most aggressive elevation profile compared to other Hood Canal hikes. I only wish the rainy season would begin, so some of these trails could be saved by the looming fire.

Last note: we saw someone's backpacking pack propped against a tree on the switchbacks below Little Hump. We did not see or hear the hiker, and another group we passed said the same. There was no social trail or climber's path that I could see, so it seemed like a weird place to ditch a pack. Hopefully the owner was just planning to double back for it after they took a pack-free jaunt someplace else!

The road has some potholes, the trail has a few trees to negotiate. Hazy and Smokey on Friday and misty on Saturday and Sunday. We camped at the Fivemile Camp and day hiked up towards the Tenmile camp on Saturday. We saw no other campers and only a few day hikers. The campsites along the river are spacious and have been well kept by previous hikers (unlike many of the more popular backpack sites). It was a beautiful, low key, relaxing backpack.