Hamilton Mountain is a traditional spring hike for me. It’s a good place to get in elevation; the trail is well-maintained; the loop provides a variety of experiences; and, weather permitting, the expansive views of the Gorge are spectacular.
SEASONAL UPDATE
The snow is completely off the mountain; however the trail in some of the steeper sections was muddy and slick. The weather did not live up to the forecast, and the vistas of the Gorge were obliterated by clouds. This provided the opportunity to focus on the landscape instead.
The trees are just starting to leaf out, with the virginal leaves matching the neon green moss on the rocks. There was a smattering of wildflowers signaling spring. We saw yellow violets, bleeding hearts and Oregon grapes blooming along the trail. There was also the occasional trillium, wild strawberry, and salmonberry.
HIKE DESCRIPTION
This hike lives up to its reputation of being one of the hardest hikes in in Gorge, but the payoff is worth the effort. The hike starts with a mighty righteous hike up to Rodney Falls. The falls are worth checking out. Spend some time snapping photos, and head up to Pool of the Winds to experience the power of nature.
From here to the top of the mountain, you will encounter a variety of uphill sections from gentle climbs to steep switchbacks. The views of the Gorge from the top of the cliffs are breathtakingly beautiful. If you can handle heights, peer down to appreciate the sheer rock faces. As you near the tops of the cliffs, the dirt trail gives way to rocks. I call this section “Nature’s Hoax” because of the multiple false summits. Just as soon as you approach what you think is the “top,” you will see another, higher “top” to climb to, again and again.
Some people like to return the same way as they came up, but I prefer continuing the counterclockwise trail, which crosses a ridgeline, drops down into the forest, then parallels Hardy Creek to meet up again with the main trail.
LESSON RELEARNED
This time of year I normally have a gloves and a wool hat in my pack. Yesterday I did not, and that was a big mistake. My fingers got painfully cold in the rain and wind, and I spent more than a little time regretting my decision to leave the gloves at home.