It must be hiking season. The trailhead parking lot was packed. I had to park about a hundred yards up the road.
First to the trail news. There were three noticable blow-downs: an underpass, an overpass, and a bypass. They didn't seem to stop anyone. There were also scattered potholes: pieces of trail that had opened into small holes.
The trail was snow-free up to about 4,000 feet. There was considerable snow between the top of the switchbacks and the intersection with Silver Lake trail. Some major postholing was happening so be warned.
The ridge itself was open and beginning to pop with alpine flowers. There seemed to be more (albeit tiny) flowers on the ridge than there were trillium, Indian Paintbrush and avalanche lillies below.
Here's a cautionary tale that we've all experienced, but sometimes worth repeating. Another party and myself were planning to camp at Windy Camp. It was right there on the map and posted down at the trail head. Despite that, none of us could find it. We also got conflicting advice about whether it existed, was snow-free, was right at our feet or another half-mile up the hill. We spent a good hour, late in the day, looking for it. We were fortunate. We found a couple of places to squeeze in our tents. I had to kick some deer pellets out of the way. But the caution is to others that might be in similar situations in terrible weather. I hate to think that some people purposely gave bad information, but it is important to keep in mind that you have to be ready to make do with what you find, or be ready to hike back out that same day. It looked like we had everything going for us, but maps, compass, GPS, locals, and scouting didn't find the camp for us. I'm glad my tent was small and my attitude very negotiable.