The chairlift takes you up to the start of the trail. It is a weird experience to ride a chairlift in the summer. For one thing, without the snow it is a lot farther down to the ground than in the winter. And I am not keen on heights!
This is the time of the year that the alpine meadows are filled with wildflowers - lupines, tiger lilies, Indian paintbrush, cow parsnip, wild rhododendrons, heather, asters, daisies and more. When you walk through a thick patch of lupines the air is thick with a sweet scent and the hum of bees. I wish there was a way to capture that along with the scenery in these pictures.
|Kellen and Anita at the start of the trail|
|Me, surrounded by lupines and Indian paintbrush|
|The white lupine was only in this one patch|
|Nearing the peak|
Kellen and I at the peak
1. If you lift up your arm to smell it, checking to see if you still have bug repellant on because the mosquitoes seem to be having a picnic on it, be sure to not lift it so high you obstruct your vision and end up tripping over a rock and falling head first onto the trail.
2. If you need to take a bathroom break it might be best to not choose a spot right after the trail has forked. Just because there isn't anyone on the trail behind you does not mean there isn't anyone on the trail above you.
3. If you decide it would be fun to get a picture of yourself standing in the snow in August,
and you laugh at your son when he gets mired down in a muddy spot as he steps off the patch of snow, be very careful you don't do the same thing when you step off the snow patch.
The climb down took a fraction of the time the hike up the mountain did. On the way down we went by this picturesque alpine lake.
Five hours, 13 kilometers and quite a few mosquito bites later we were back at the chairlift, ready to head down the mountain. It was a picture perfect day.