The Labyrinth Trail, WA 12/16/2017 (#58)
East out of the Portland mist, through the frosted central gorge to the open dry eastern gorge, this time to the Labyrinth, trailhead at the Hwy 14/Old Hwy 8 intersection at Rowland Lake.
The aptly named trail winds gently upward between columnar basalt buttes and a cascading stream.
Bare trees, gold grasses, dried flower seed heads, lichen splotched talus piles, higher and higher, rising to views to the south of the Columbia River, the orchards, fields and cliffs around Mosier, Oregon.
To the east the open skies of the Columbia Plateau beckon; to the west, the lowering clouds of western Oregon gloam, this whole area scoured by the Missoula floods. We explore some of the side trails around the waterfall,
at the base of a columnar basalt butte,
and to our lunchstop viewpoint.
Then on up a bit more,
past the cliff that is covered with purple desert parsley in spring,
past the oak tree on the trail’s edge,
to the next high point.
Wind rising, we agree to turn around. Down we go, light changing, shoulders of Hood briefly exposed, back to the old highway then home.
During our first hike here in June of 2012, I was enchanted, just exploring the bones of the landscape, the windings between rock exposures then covered with halos of pinkish grass.
We attained a high viewpoint back down to Rowland Lake and the river and began to realize the potential. Future trips saw the cliffs and mounds adorned with yellows and purples of spring wildflowers,
the white snows of winter,
and actual rainbows.
Some comparisons: the waterfall –
the oak tree –
We also brought back poison oak and left behind one contact lens. We have explored a few of the side trails – there are many more to look forward to.
Knitting the green shawl: finished another tortilla and the Sonic Six hat.
Decorating the tree – Diamond Log Cabin Christmas Tree Skirt (Quilt In A Day pattern) made in the early 2000’s. I have learned a lot about color and fabric choices since then, but It still fits our decor and I like it well enough to continue to use it. The rest of the tree decorating is waiting for one child to be home from college.