Mount Rose was a great glute workout. Near the top the trail splits giving you the option of a shorter, steeper trail or a longer trail. i choose the shorter trail up and the longer trail on the descend. At the summit I spotted a trail of mountain goat footprints but no goat. I also hiked Mount Ellinor. I couldn't quiet make it to the summit because I lost the trail. I'm hoping that the snow melts soon so I can try again.

This is a fairly steep hike through the woods from just above lake Cushman to the top of a short mountain. The trailhead starts at about 800 feet and in 2 miles you find yourself at 3050 ft at horse camp (just a small area that is flatter than everything else) there you choose to go to the summit either right on the ridge route or left which is a 1/2 mile shorter but is almost just straight up the steep hillside. i chose left and ran into impassable snow 1/2 a mile later at about 3700 feet. i would advise going on the ridge route for at least a couple more weeks as i hear that that is now passable . My lungs hated me on the way up and my knees hated me on the way down, but given the chance i would do it again, and hopefully summit this time..

Hello, My name is Shysa and I am a 8 year old Sable German Shepard. I took my Poppa with me on this hike on Mount Rose. Unlike the previous pup that hit this trail head I felt that Lake Cushman was within my reach so I leaped down the steep bank and took a plunge. When I heard my Poppa's whistle I discovered my enthusiasm to swim made me niss ow to get back up the bank. Luckily I was wearing my harness and he was able to reach down and lift me up. I really enjoyed the run up the trail. There was plenty of streams to drink from and I only had to share Poppa's water a few times. The log that was mentioned by my K9 brother below has since been removed. We too had to climb across the snow to but summit but it was wet enough that the snowshoes stayed attached to the big treat/food bag Poppa caries on his back. Poppa looked very tired and wet as it rained pretty much the entire assent. Regardless it was a great day and I slept well on the way home.

What a hike. The day was rainy and cool. Kind of miserable but we went anyway, we were prepared. Overall this was a good strenuous hike. Snow level is at about 2900 ft. The snow as sloshy and at parts postholing was inevitable. You could use snowshoes but our group didn't use any. I packed well enough for the most part. The trail to the left of the horse camp at 3050 ft (1.1 mile to peak from here) is marked with orange ribbon. Sometimes difficult to see. But we definately left a good trail through the snow. We had 10 of use plodding all the way to the summit. Once at the summit we had a clouded in view and could barely see Lightning peak accross to the south. We were there for abour 15 min and then couldn't see Lightning peak at all. The 2 big trees across the trail at about 1800 ft are supposed to be cut through on 5/16. We met a worker that told us this. If not, then there is a rope for support and some foot holds cut into the trunk for easy cross over. Each trunk is about 2 1/2 ft in diameter, at least. Currently these are the only 2 blowdowns across the trail. Who is to say once the snow melts. Due to the rain, the trail without snow was also muddy and some of the wood steps got slick.

I was so excited when my masters told me we were going on a hike! Oh boy! Oh boy! At the trailhead, I could see a big lake. But it was too far away to go swimming. The trail went across a bridge at the beginning. I chose to wade across the stream instead. The hike was a steep climb with a lot of good smells. After about 15 minutes, we got to a place where a giant tree had fallen across the trail. My masters took off my backpack and I could slip under the tree to the other side. The masters climbed over with the help of a rope that had been attached to the tree. The hike was a typical steep trail until we reached a junction. Suddenly there was a lot of snow and no more trail. My paws started to get cold. My alpha master said that we were at 3,050 feet. We tried to follow tracks to the left up to the summit, but my feet kept stepping through the snow. My masters said something about "postholing," whatever that is. We hadn't gone too far when the alpha master said we should turn around. We couldn't see where the tracks had gone anymore. I heard the masters say something about how they should've brought "snowshoes," whatever those are. We had lunch at a nice viewpoint on the way down. I got treats! As we went down, my legs were shaky whenever we stopped. The masters said that it was because the hike was steep and my muscles were not used to it. I didn't care. It was another fun adventure! Boy was I glad to see the truck, though. I was very tired.