Rige

Rige

Rige

My. Jefferson, a grand volcano, was the target today. I hiked all the way around it’s west flank. It took all day and multiple climbs that totaled about six thousand ft. An area known as Jefferson Park on the mountain’s north side base offers brilliant and breathtaking views of Jefferson with it’s sweeping white glaciers. I hiked through more old growth woods as well with an occasional open meadow or pristine lake. I stopped to take a snack break on the tough and lawn like grass of one trail side meadow and after about fifteen minutes, Sunny D came walking by. He is the Scottish thru hiker I met at the youth camp junction yesterday. We conversed for a few minutes and I hiked on. The late afternoon and early evening climb was brutal with a steep rocky slope up to a high ridge that offered a view of Mt. Jefferson to the south and looked north toward all of the great northwest volcanoes–Mt. Hood, Mt. Rainer, Mt. Adams, and Mt. St. Helens. Beautiful! I got there late so the light wasn’t good for pictures but, trust me, it was beautiful.