20 years deeep sesh recut.

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20 years deep sesh.

Mt. Hood to the Columbia River Gorge

  I had the last week off work so my buddy Toby and I went backpacking on a short section of the Pacific Crest Trail.  Our co-worker Choul along with her friend Charles gave us a ride up to Timberline lodge and hiked in with us for the first night.  From there Toby and I continued down the trail eventually meeting up with Eagle Creek and the Columbia River Gorge.  We were eating huckleberries, salmonberries, and some other berry that I don't know the name of the whole way down and it was awesome.

Mt. Hood and ZigZag Canyon

Bearded trees lined the first section of the hike

The first of many wildflowers

We camped here in Paradise Park the first night

More Paradise

The view back west towards Portland as the sun went down

Mt. Hood is a lot more rugged and colorful up close

The next morning the valley was filled with clouds.  Mt. Jefferson was showing off it's tippy top.

A little waterfall right below our camp.  I got stung by a wasp ten minutes later.

Sandy River Canyon

We chilled at this spot for a long time eating huckleberries.  We were leaving and the mountain came out of the clouds for a bit.

Huckleberry hand

The Sandy River and a cold bathing spot.

Ramona Falls

A cloud covered Hood in our rearview

Mt. Adams lurking as we continued on hoping to find a good spot to camp

We kept hiking for a while not finding any good spots to post up for the night.  The ridges were steep and heavily forested.  We reached a trail that led down to Lost Lake and walked down it for a bit expecting to have to sleep right on the trail.  Fortunately we spotted a bluff through the forest and after some bushwhacking found an awesome spot with a view of the valley and mountain.  The next morning though, it was all socked in.

Walking through the wet

By midday the clouds had cleared and we could see the Eagle Creek canyon and out to the gorge

The last view of Hood before we headed down to Wahtum lake for the night

Partially burned forest on the way down into Eagle Creek.

Swimming/slash fishing pool below our camp at Eagle Creek.
I was laying by the creek and spotted some fishing line in a tree.  Next thing you know Toby was finding grubs in the river rocks and catching fish with our newly acquired line and tackle.  We caught a bunch of small trout and enjoyed some fish Pho for din-din

The next day we made it to the Eagle Creek trailhead parking lot and I just wanted to walk back into the woods.

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Eagle Cap Wilderness

A couple weeks ago Loren, Chelsea, Brian, Mike and I piled in the van and headed out to the Wallowa Mountains in the Eagle Cap Wilderness of northeastern Oregon.  Due to unforeseen circumstances our group had to split up after the first night and it was a total bummer.  Brian and I continued on and had an unexpected but awesome adventure.  Lots of thanks to Loren and Mike for driving way too many miles back and forth across the desert to come back for us.

Aneroid Lake

Two brook trout I pulled out of Aneroid.  Brian and I spent a couple hours here fishing and making lunch, when we probably should have been hiking.

After lunch, heading up to Tenderfoot Pass

Tenderfoot Pass

Brian taking a break to call some Elk in before heading up to into Polaris Pass

On our way up to Polaris Pass.  This was one of the first and lower switchbacks where we realized we were going to have to cross a bunch of snowfields and it was going to take us much longer than expected.

More dry terrain and things were looking up

Then we hit a wall of snow and ice, our last obstacle before reaching the top of Polaris Pass

After bouncing around a lot of ideas and psyching each other up, we pulled out our poop shovels.   We dug hand and foot holds in the ice, roped up a backpack, and with fingers crossed climbed our way up to the top of the snow pack.  

The view on the other side of the pass was insanely grand and beautiful.  I have never seen anything like it in person.  We were totally in awe and relieved we had reached the top, but also had six more miles to cover and it was already approaching seven in the evening.

Brian, ready to slide down a talus slope and countless switchbacks for the next three hours

The switchbacks down lasted forever, but the views were incredible.  Waterfalls, streams, and rivers coming from every direction.

Also lots of wildflowers

We would be at the the base of those mountains out ahead three days later

The west fork of the Wallowa river valley that we were trying to get down into.  Mountain goat alley.

More falls and flowers

Losing light

We continued on into the night and ran into more snow and no trail in the upper bend of the river valley.  After consulting the map and talking each other into it, we crossed a snow bridge over a raging river and bushwhacked through the snow and trees until we finally entered the dry and beautiful Frazier Lake basin around eleven that night.

It was all totally worth it when we woke up to this.  The water was so cold I could barely stand the pain when washing out my socks.

After a morning of much needed chill time, we continued up the valley towards Glacier Lake and Glacier Pass

We again ran into tons of snow and no trails to follow.  We made our way up the valley and found ourselves looking over a partially frozen Glacier Lake

Glacier Lake

Looking east from the top of Glacier Pass

The west side of the pass looked promising at first, but then came more snow and more orienteering.  A couple times we were able to just slide down the snowfields on our butts, which ruled.  After lots of slogging we finally reached the lakes basin.  Lakes in every direction.  Mosquitoes in every direction.  

The Eagle Cap

Eagle Cap and Moccasin Lake

Night exposure from our camp at Douglas Lake

Another beautiful meadow near Horseshoe Lake

Horseshoe Lake and our final camp.  

The final night in the wilderness we were treated to a lightning storm that seemed to skirt all around us.  After we went to sleep it rolled in right on us.  Lots of rain and some quality bro tent time, but the next morning was dry and sunny for the hike out.  

Already looking forward to next time I'm able to explore this area.  So unbelievably vast, beautiful, and wild.