Took an overnight trip up the N. Fork Sauk. My original hope was to get up to the PCT, hang a left, go over Red Pass and camp at Glacier Meadows, under the watch of "the last wild volcano." On the way up, however, I talked to some folks returning from a climb of Glacier Peak, and they said that there was a lot of snow beyond Red Pass and that finding a campsite would be tough. Thus, I modified my plan, and instead made my destination the bench just below White Pass on then PCT.
The trip through the forest was uneventful and pleasant enough, though there was some pretty heavy brush encroaching on the trail on an off between 4 and 5 miles in. According to a sign at the trailhead, this will be cleared the first week of August. I ate a late lunch at Mackinaw shelter. Then it was time to go up. Be under no illusions, gaining three thousand feet in just under three miles is every bit as tough as it sounds, especially with a full overnight pack. But, was it ever worth it. The early part of the climb alternates between open meadows and light patches of trees, providing much-appreciated shade. The flower show starts quickly. At this point in the trip report, the smarty-pants flower-experts usually start listing all the flowers they spotted, particularly the really obscure ones, where you kinda wonder if they're just making names up. I really only know the basics...columbine, paintbrush, phlox, Tiger lilies, etc., but I did see all of those and more.
Higher up the snow-free trail, more flowers and many mountains line the views. Sloan appears from behind. Before long, the Monte Cristo peaks arise. By the time you reach the PCT, there enough pointy bit of rock in view that you coud go on peak-spotting for hours before taking a page out of the flower-experts' playbook and making up names for them.
The wind was kicking up when I got to camp, and I tried to set up in a sheltered spot. I had dinner, and then decided to take a walk over to Red Pass. Sure enough, there was a good bit of snow beyond. I climbed up to the high point just to the left of the pass, and got at least a glimpse of Glacier Peak. Mt. Rainier was visible to the south, and the smoke from the Eastern Washington fires could be seen quite clearly too.
Back at camp, I settled into bed. I was going to play around with some nighttime photography, but am not enough of a night owl to stay awake until it is dark enough for the stars to come out this time of year. There's probably a comparison I could draw between people who are really keen on astronomy and flower-experts, but I'll refrain.
The wind was still coming in gusts as I went to bed. Though sheltered from the big gusts, there was still enough getting though that my tent was buffeted all night long. Not necessarily conducive to good sleep, but pretty awe inspiring to hear the massive wind gusts roar up the valley.
I rose early and enjoyed the very early morning in the mountains. There is something about the morning air up there that is purifying and restful. Add in a cup of hot coffee and you're awfully doggone close to heaven.
I packed up an hit the trail at 7:00. The way back down was a breeze in the cool morning air. Low clouds cloaked the valley below, but I was above it all. I descended, miles passed, and soon I was back at the car.
When I returned to the car, I found that the "High Property Crime Area" warning sign at the trailhead was there for a reason. No, my window wasn'wasn't smashed and car raided by some low-life druggie punk. The criminal trespassing I discovered was of a much smaller scale. I had been gone for less than 24 hrs (23hr 45min, to be exact), but when I opened my trunk I found two little, brown mice, sitting in a newly-built nest, staring up at me with huge mouse-eyes. Awash with a mix of profound displeasure and "gosh, they're kinda cute," I struggled with whether to attempt to clobber the buggers with my hiking poles or sigh "awwwwww" and take a picture. In the end, I chose the middle ground of exclaiming "WHAT ARE YOU DOING THERE?!?!?!" The mice quickly sized up the situation and jumped out of the trunk, running.
Less flowery bottom line: Trail is in good condition from trailhead to PCT. Snow free and no blow downs. A little brushy at times between miles 4 and 5. PCT clear of snow between Red and White Passes, with patchy snow visible on trail south of White Pass, and near-continuous snow visible on trail north of Red Pass. Campsites at White Pass melted out. It is likely that flower experts often make up names of flowers in order to impress you.