I was thinking of doing a backpack Sunday-Monday and try out a new tent (Tarptent Rainbow, very cool), but the lousy forecast for tonight and Monday deterred me. I made it a day instead.
Downey Creek seemed like a good option -- low elevation, no snow, out of the way along a closed road so no crowds, and nicely deep wilderness. It did indeed turn out to provide the solitude; in fact, it was one of the lonesomest weekend hikes I have ever experienced. I ran into one large party of dads and sons, and a couple of intrepid dudes who had gone to the top of Downey mtn. ridge.
As most people reading this probably already know, Downey Creek itself destroyed a bridge along the Suiattle River road. The trailhead is on the other side of the bridge. To get to this hike right now you drive to where the Suiattle River is closed off, which is actually about a hundred yards before the bridge, walk to the bridge, climb the ladder to the half of the bridge that's still there to cross the (raging!) creek, and almost immediately you'll find the Downey Cr. trailhead.
The first few miles were in great condition, and passed through some jaw-dropping groves of majestic trees. I love the cedars especially. Then the trail gives you better views of the impressive Downey ""Creek"" (now a mighty river), but the blowdowns, some VERY annoying, become more frequent. The work party Slugman was concerned about had been around on Saturday but was not there on this particular day. A lot of wooden beams and half-finished puncheon lying around. There was just one finished bit of puncheon, it was lovely (pics soon). Parts of the trail further in were also extremely muddy (at one point my boot went just about all the way in), but the work party is taking care of that.
The streams were all of course quite high, only one was a bit tricky to cross, you had to go downstream a bit. I heard from one of the dads that Bachelor Cr. is very dicey, but I didn't quite make it that far. I had enough about 6 miles in -- it was my first hike of the season so my feet were aching a bit, and it started to sprinkle. Fortunately, it stopped and that was pretty much it for the rain until I was done with the hike. And just in time, because it started to pour as I pulled out of Darrington.