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The girls and I enjoyed an early mountain hike on Friday. The weather forecast was perfect and we’ve had so few perfect weather days, it seemed silly to stay home and work. I had heard the road was snow-free to the trailhead and beyond. We had little snow so Spring has come early to the high country.

This area burned nearly twenty years ago and many of the dead trees are still standing. Of course, some fell over during the winter. We had to make our way around, under or over them. The young trees coming in are primarily lodgepole pine. Lodgepole cones are serotinous, meaning they need fire to open and release their seeds. There are also some spruce (Englemann?) and subalpine fir. Willows are the main deciduous trees. I think the little blue flowers are Polemonium (Jacob’s ladder), the pink ones are Geum triflorum (prairie smoke) and the white ones are an Anemone. Along the road to the trailhead, multiple kinds of penstemon were in full bloom, many growing right out of the rocks.

Moose poop littered the trail but we did not see any of them. Also, there was some carnivore poop.

The dogs were delighted to see snow. I struggled to keep Willow off the ice. It was thin along the edges. She did practice her log walking and only fell in once!

The girls and I. How many times do I start one of these posts with that phrase? Well, once again, the girls and I had a lovely hike under blue skies. Wildflowers were starting to fade and water was scarce where I expect to see it most of the summer. This is the case everywhere right now. Fire season is upon us and our skies are smoky. We wish for rain but so far, nothing measurable.

As for the green hat, Willow found it. She took a hard right off the trail and went about 30 meters and ran back with it. She had smelled it and was so proud and happy to find it! She played with it and tossed it in the air and did no damage to it despite how it looks. I got it away from her and I need to get it to a lost and found. Later she found a folding saw that was rusted shut.

We attempted an old fashioned selfie with the camera’s timer but I think we will need to try it again, maybe with a remote instead. Willow has little patience for staying while I fiddle with things. The girls were super happy to find the last snow field and rolled and played in it for quite a while.

The girls and I enjoyed a very pleasant walk to a normally busy lake yesterday. We got off to any early start so had the place to ourselves for about an hour. There are still a few wildflowers and the huckleberries are getting ripe. Willow and Sky and I all had little treats along the trail. It was really lovely.

And clearly, I have a favorite rock. And a favorite Spotted Sandpiper too.

This is not one of my favorite hikes and I seldom do it anymore but it does offer great views of the valley and of the mountains to the west. It’s not a long hike but it’s steep and the trail has a lot of loose rock. It turns out, those were the least of my worries. As I was getting close to the top, a couple coming down warned me about a mountain goat at the top. Mountain goats are potentially quite dangerous. They have killed hikers in the Olympic National Park and last year, our friends’ dog, on a leash, was gored by one on a popular hiking trail near here. So I don’t like to see them when I am out hiking with my dogs.

As I approached the top, I leashed Willow, the youngster, and kept Sky by my side. Soon I saw the goat walking down the trail towards us. I leashed Sky and we got off the trail to let him pass. But no, he was curious about us and peered over the edge where we were trying to be out of his way. I yelled and pretended to throw something and he backed off and then popped up in another place. Finally, he moved on and we went back to the trail. Of course, I didn’t see where he went. It was soon obvious; he was next to the lookout and stamping his foot and huffing at us. At that point, I figured we were not going to the top so we moved over to a rock outcropping and had a break, ate our snacks and drank some water. The dogs did not get off the leash. They were very aware of the goat and he continued to watch us, stamping and huffing but he did not move away from the mountain top. After our short break, we hurried down and away from him. The close ups of the goat were made with a 600 mm lens. We were not as close as it appears.

The flowers were beautiful. I especially liked the western clematis and the buckwheat. I don’t know the species (there are lots), maybe it’s thyme-leaf.

The snow melted quickly in the mountains (sadly) so the girls and I are starting to get out on the trails. It’s Willow’s first hiking season and she is enjoying all the new sights and smells. Willow is ten months old. She is a big water drinker so I need to remember to bring extra dog water when there are no streams to cross. Wildflowers are coming along and the conifers are putting on lots of new growth. Few snow patches remain and when they find them, the dogs get to roll and cool their bellies.