We only went on two hikes in December, one in town, and one out in the eastern gorge.
12/1/2025 – Mt Tabor, Portland
On a sunny day, we drove to our nearest extinct volcano, and walked around its circumference and up to the top, taking in views, and getting a good leg stretch (2 miles, 200 feet). There are many trails that circle around and through the park, and many users, running, walking, and stair climbing. It is a great public space on the east side of Portland.
As we gained elevation, we got a western view toward downtown Portland across one of the reservoirs.We continued upward on one of the forested trail to the top.There is a view to Mt Hood through the trees near the summit.And another view toward downtown.We hiked down the northern slope, and got a peek at Mt St Helens.The amphitheater near the parking lot has an outcrop of the volcanic layers.We passed Joan of Arc, glittering defiantly in the sun, in her traffic circle, on the drive home.
12/23/2025 – Catherine Creek, WA
We went with our daughter to this favorite winter hiking spot. This is our second time here since the Burdoin Fire last July. This time, we walked the East Loop above the Arch, and also made a quick trip down to the waterfall viewpoint on the lower ADA trail. (3 miles, 450 feet).
At first we planned to walk the loop that returns by crossing the creek below the Arch, but we wanted to be sure the creek crossing was possible, so we went to look.
Catherine Creek crossing on the lower Arch trail. The waterfall-like step is actually the plank bridge, now broken and underwater. The road/trail was not accessible without serious wading. So we took the trail above the Arch, and then the eastern return loop.Walking across the burned slopes toward the lower bridge across Catherine Creek. This one survived the fire.Once we reached the slopes near the Arch, we could see across the Columbia River to the west,And to the east.Bitterroot foliage coming up through a rocky, mossy area that likely escaped burning. There were a few unburned areas within this mostly burned slope.View from the top of the Arch, new fence in place.We ate lunch on the rocky outcrop just north of the Arch, then continued our loop to the east, passing scorched pine trees.We returned back across the lower bridge.
Then we took a quick walk down the paved ADA trail south of the parking area, to see the waterfall.
Catherine Creek Waterfall. This side of the road has dead, dry grasses on the slopes because it didn’t burn along the paved trail. But it looks like it did burn across the river.
We enjoyed this hike on an overcast but not rainy day. It was nice to spend some outdoor time with our daughter. And it will be interesting to watch the land here as it recovers from the fire damage.
I managed to do many of the traditional December things this year, despite the lead up to the winter solstice being a little darker than usual, as I carried the grief of losing two family members in November, and the chaos of our national wrecking ball situation. In some ways, the traditions kept me going through the otherwise difficult days. The solstice arrived, bringing longer days and more light. And we thoroughly enjoyed a two week visit from our daughter.
Knitting:
I finished two pairs of gift socks, and then re-made a cowl into a felted bowl.
Gift socks – Malabrigo Sock, PocionGift socks, Patons Kroy scraps held double.Lancelot Cowl, as finished last year, in a bulky alpaca yarn called Hobbii Apricity.
When I tried the cowl on this winter, it was just a bit too itchy for me. Since I knew the yarn would shrink and felt, I decided to unravel the last six rows and reknit it with a closed bottom into a bowl shape. Then I machine washed and dried it, and the fiber shrank and felted into a small bowl, with the textured stitches still visible in the fabric. I count it as a success!
Remade into a felted bowl..
Books:
I finished 8 books in December. The Correspondent, by Virginia Evans was probably my favorite of the bunch. I enjoyed seasonal rereads of The Tailor of Gloucester and The Dark is Rising. I learned a lot about the Gilded Age lifestyle in Consuelo Vanderbilt’s autobiography – The Glitter and the Gold.
December books
Museum Day:
The Portland Art Museum has just opened their newly expanded and remodeled gallery space. We bought a membership, and I hope to go monthly to see all the new exhibits and spaces. Today, we focused on the Rothko exhibit, where we saw examples of this Portland grown artist, from early career to the abstract art he is famous for. There was an adjacent exhibit presenting Abstraction Since Rothko.
Part of the Rothko GalleryMark Rothko placardNo. 16 (?)No. 10Abstraction Since RothkoMurasaki by Arlene SlavinCheran by Valerie Jaudon
I am always attracted to bright colors and patterns. And I love to see the close up view of the texture of the paint layers and brush strokes on the canvas. I am looking forward to looking at a lot of art next year.
Neighborhood walks:
The flowers of December sparkled amidst the holiday and protest decorations.
ViburnumRhododendronRose
Holiday decorations somewhat overlapped with the ongoing protest signs. New this year were some birds, and some frogs.
FlamingosPelicanFrog added into to this traditionally elaborate displayAnother frogA mixture of holiday and protestStraight protest.
Celebrations:
The first December celebration was Jane Austen’s 250th birthday, on December 16th.
Long my favorite author! (Internet meme)I have her ornament, which I bought at her house in Chawton, UK, hanging on my tree.I slowly put all the decorations on the tree,And hung a wreath on the door.We lit Hanukkah candles.The shortest day went by.We baked a very few cookies,and had a lovely traditional Christmas dinner with long time friends.
We also went on a few outdoor walks and a hike, to be detailed in the next post.
On New Years Eve, we stopped on our way home from doing errands to look at our volcanoes from the top of Rocky Butte.
Clear and cold view to Mt Hood from Rocky Butte on New Year’s Eve.Mt St Helens and our long shadows.
We had a delightful Thai takeout dinner with our daughter and several of her childhood friends, who also happened to be in town for the holidays. Then they went out on the town for the night, and we were early to bed, ready to say goodbye to this difficult year, with hope for better things in 2026.
Three hikes this month. Our fall hiking areas on the Washington side of the eastern Columbia River Gorge are still impacted by Burdoin Fire damage. We hiked twice on the Oregon side, and once in the Cascade foothills east of Salem.
10/14 – Deschutes River Trail, Oregon
Our usual loop, up to Ferry Springs, and then return along the Deschutes River (4.5 miles, 600 feet).
Blue sky today, a light breeze.
Walking along the Deschutes River. Reflections, a few water birds.Rising up above the river, view to the confluence with the Columbia River.Upstream viewUphill toward Ferry Springs.
Still losing my breath on the uphill. There are clumps of white and pink blooming buckwheat, yellow rabbit brush, and a few scrabbling lupines. Dried out balsamroots and thistles punctuate the slopes of golden grass where it was blackened and burned a few years ago. Very little sign of the fires now, so much has regrown. Once again, it is peaceful out here – down by the river there are many people fishing for steelhead; we saw one train on the western bank; otherwise a rock wren, a raven call, and us.
RabbitbrushSnow buckwheatLupine
We crossed over Ferry Springs, then looked down toward the river.
The Ferry Springs CrossingLooking down on Ferry Springs as it joins the Deschutes River.And the view to the Columbia River and Columbia Hills.Almost back to river level, looking through the arch.
Back along the river, walking north –
SumacSumacRiver viewDucksNorthern flickerMilkweed seeds getting ready to disperse.Milkweed seed
We appreciated the golden slopes we just walked down, especially after seeing the blackened slopes at Catherine Creek. As we drove back west along south side of the Columbia River, I took a few shots of the Burdoin Fire area in Washington that was burned last summer. There are some very black slopes, but also some unburned areas. I can’t quite see my favorite trees from this view.
Catherine Creek hiking area, from I-84, westbound.Catherine Creek areaCatherine Creek area. The Arch and Tracy Hill.
10/20 – Silver Falls State Park, Oregon
Another place we have hiked many times. Today we saw six of the ten famous falls (5.8miles, 600 feet).
South Falls
Looking down toward South Falls.Our trail goes behind the falls.Looking downstream from behind the falls. This time of year the spray doesn’t soak us.Looking up toward the rim.And looking back from the other side.
Lower South Falls – We continued downstream along the South Fork of Silver Creek, eventually descending switchbacks and staircases to walk behind Lower South Falls.
Descending toward Lower South Falls.Walking behind the falls.Downstream view.Looking back from the other side.
Lower North Falls – Next, we passed the confluence of the North and South Forks of Silver Creek, and began walking upstream along the North Fork.
Mushrooms and mossCrossing the North Fork.Lower North Falls
Drake Falls – Continuing upstream along the North Fork…
Autumnal trail – lots of big leaf maple leaves drifting down.We only get a sideways view of Drake Falls from the viewing platform.
Middle North Falls – A side trail goes under the falls, but we didn’t take it today.
Middle North Falls
Winter Falls – From here, we crossed the river again, and passed the nearly dry Winter Falls while ascending to the rim and walking back to our starting point.
Winter Falls trickling down.
10/28 – Tom McCall Point, Oregon
One of the prime wildflower locations of spring; orange oak leaves color the slopes on this quiet autumn day (3.6 miles, 1000 Feet).
Our destination – Tom McCall Point, through the mist.Parsley alley is rather bare.Looking north from the lower plateau – Rowena Curves below; Lyle, Washington across the Columbia River.Bright orange oak leaves; Memaloose Hills to the west.Zooming in on the shoulders of Mt Adams – the most we would see of it today.
We startled a small family of deer near the summit.
Mule deerMule deerSummit of Tom McCall Point, covered with clumps of dried balsamroot foliage.View toward the Columbia HillsPanorama from this top of the world…The neon orange oak leaves that brightened our day.
We returned from Philadelphia during the first week in October. I have been at home for the remainder of the month, watching the Halloween enthusiasm and the changing foliage fill the neighborhood with color and whimsy, against a background of quiet and not so quiet resistance throughout our city.
Around the neighborhood…
Halloween decorations. Some folks go all out. New or notable for me this year:
I finished three hats for donation, a scarf, and a pair of socks:
Books
I finished eight books in October:
October books
Ribbitting with the resistance in PDX…
National ‘leadership’ continues smashing everything, like a giant wrecking ball. I am proud of my Portland people for exhibiting a mostly peaceful resistance, responding with whimsy and relentless persistence. Some highlights of the month:
Some of our famous Portland Frogs, from Instagram.Still protestingNeighborhood poetry postWall muralAnd my son took this picture in Paris, France!
In September we visited an art festival, and went on two hikes in the mountains, and one at the beach. I took my usual neighborhood walks, read a few books, and made very little notable progress on my ongoing knitting projects. At the end of the month, we flew to the east coast to visit family there (next post).
A hot day in Portland. We drove to the coast for a short hike to Crescent Beach in Ecola State Park, then went to Cannon Beach to walk near Haystack Rock at low tide.
View to Crescent Beach and Cannon Beach from Ecola Point.Trail through the forest, about 3 miles round trip.Descending to Crescent Beach, looking south.Looking north.We walked down the beach and found a spot to eat lunch.Zooming in on Ecola Point, where we began our hike. We hiked back up after lunch.South view along Crescent Beach.
After an ice cream break in Cannon Beach, we walked toward Haystack Rock. It wasn’t a particularly low low tide today. My husband took a much longer walk, while I found a good perch right in front of the Needles, and watched several pods of pelicans fly north along the breaker zone.
Walking toward Haystack Rock.View from my perch in the sand.Zooming in on The Needles, with pelican.Pelicans.
9/10 – June Lake, Mt St Helens, WA
Another hot day. Another relatively easy hike, first to June Lake, then up onto some of the lava flows (Worm Flows) on the south side of the mountain (4 miles, 800 feet).
Trail to June Lake through the forest.
Some of the late wildflowers along the way:
PenstemonFireweed and Pearly everlastingBunchberry
June lake is calm, reflecting the waterfall coming out of the lava flow above.
June Lake
Then we went up a fairly steep trail, and onto the Loowit Trail, and the lava flows:
Up the Worm Flows…Vine Maples beginning to turn orange.A few flowers along the rocky trail.A glimpse of the top of Mt St Helens beyond the clouds.We went just high enough to get the full mountain view.Zooming in on a glacier near the summit ridge.The trail not taken ahead – our knees and balance had enough for the day.
We descended, with another stop at the beautifully reflective June Lake…
June LakeJune Lake
9/16 – Little Crater Lake, Mt Hood, OR
And yet another hot day! Another easy hike, first to Little Crater Lake, then to the eastern edge of Timothy Lake along the Pacific Crest Trail (3.5 miles, 50 feet).
This small artesian spring-fed lake is always a treat, with its deep turquoise color, reflections and transparency. An indulgent photo stop.
Little Crater LakeReflectionsTransparencyGlowing imagesUpside down treesSubmerged branches
We walked to the eastern edge of Timothy Lake, then retraced our steps.
Timothy LakePacific Crest Trail – nice and shady on a hot day.Passing by Little Crater Lake again.
We were told we could see Mt Hood from the Timothy Lake Dam, so we drove around the lake to see the view – it was just a glimpse over a ridge.
Timothy Lake, Mt Hood in the distance.Zoom in to Mt Hood – almost snow free!
Neighborhood walks
Flowers and landscape elements I noticed in September:
LantanaSunflowersArbutus
I haven’t done much quilting lately, so I composed a concrete quilt from some of my favorite sidewalk cracks.
September books
September books
I finished six books in September. The most inspiring was the biography of Robert Louis and Fanny Stevenson – A Wilder Shore, by Camille Peri. They were a very unusual couple for their time. He chose writing instead of the family business of lighthouse engineering. She grew up in rural Indiana, spent time with her first husband in the mining camps of Nevada, then in bohemian San Francisco, before going to France with her children to study art. They traveled all over the world, by horse carriage, train and ship, eventually settling in Samoa. It seems amazing to me that they were so widely travelled, and that she lived her own style, ignoring much of the expected behavior of a proper Victorian lady. I was inspired to reread my childhood copy of his poem, The Land of Counterpane, from A Child’s Garden of Verses, with illustration by Garth Williams – this is one of the definitive visual memories from my childhood – the quilt, and the imaginary play it inspired.
From The Tall Book of Make Believe
Also in Portland…
Things started to heat up. Deliberate misinformation reported a ‘war zone’ throughout the city. The only actual activity is near the Federal ICE facility in southwest Portland, where the true spirit of Portland is on display in peaceful protests that defend free speech and due process. I am writing this in October, when things have gotten crazier but in September, we were just getting ready for threatened invasion! I’m sure I will be adding something about the frogs next month.
Wall art in my neighborhood.Screen shot of local fiber arts.
August began with a birthday week stay in Bandon on the southern Oregon coast. The rest of the month went by with the usual home activities, in Portland, Oregon, which, contrary to some news reports, is a very pleasant place to live.
Around the neighborhood –
Lots to look at this month while walking – gardens…
Sidewalk art, architecture, and more Portland quirkiness…
Yard creatures…
Homegrown treats…
Asters that survived the roofing, painting and tuck pointing.Our neighbors shared their abundant tomatoes.
Knitting –
I made progress on my cardigan and a pair of socks. Our local coffee shop, KISS Coffee, has taken to reserving our Friday morning knitting table.
Reading –
Of the eight books I finished in August, my favorite was There Are Rivers In The Sky, by Elif Shafak. It is set in Victorian and modern London, and ancient and modern Mesopotamia, and links several character’s lives through water and literature. There is a hopeful conclusion, despite the hardships endured. I also enjoyed rereading the Elizabeth Von Amin books set in her German garden.
Eight books read in August 2025
8/19 – A walk in the Wildwood Recreation Area –
This was the only hike for me in August, after our trip to Bandon. Usually August is a prime hiking month for us, but I had to address some health issues. There were many appointments, including PT for my wonky hip. Everything seems to be getting better, so I hope to have many more challenging hikes in the future. But one hot day, we drove up Mt Hood to the Wildwood Recreation Area, which we had not visited before. This is a BLM site, at about 1200 feet elevation, on the Salmon River. There are several miles of mostly flat trails through shady forest, and along the Salmon River. I imagine many school field trips come here because of the easy access, and abundance of educational signage and picnic tables.
Trailhead sign… we walked trails on both sides of the Salmon River.In the parking lot, I watched a Big Leaf Maple leaf slowly float to the ground.The first leaf of fall?Salmon River from the bridgeView to the nearby ridge across a marsh on one of the nature trails.Shady reflections in the waterForest bathing here…More reflectionsSalmon sculptureRiver access for picnickersUnderwater viewing chamberWe saw a few very small fish in the viewing window. Salmon pass through here in spawning season.
The Wildwood Recreation Area was a great spot for some easy forest bathing on a hot summer day.
And lastly –
A few birthday gifts and cards…
An aspirational window sticker seen in the neighborhood…
There is so much going on that I am constantly whiplashing between system overload and full ostrich. It is a challenging time, and yet we will continue to do what we can to be hopeful and helpful.
A hot day inland- a good day to go west to the Oregon Coast and walk on one of our favorite beaches, deliciously foggy at first, then sunny.
7/17 – Hug Point
We first walked over the old road at Hug Point – our timing was such that tide would be coming back in soon…
The waterfallApproach to the road around Hug Point.Circling the point.View north from the high point.Beach to the north.Sea anemones on the old road bedRock wall plant gradient.And back to the south side beach.
Then we walked all the way south to Arch Cape, passing our favorite landmarks…
The cave – with an addition – a giant stump stranded on the rock ledge – probably from a winter storm.Big barnacle rock,with a few sea stars among the barnacles and mussels.Walking south toward Arch Cape, fog starting to disperse. Photo credit to my husband.Arch Cape Creek and Castle Rock.Lunch view near Arch Cape, with a flock of sea gulls.
And the walk north – about five miles round trip today.
Fog rising, tide coming in.The seagull flock accompanied us most of the way.Blue skies ahead.
Of our five hikes in July, three were on or near Mt Hood.
7/3 – Picnic Rock and Umbrella Falls
This hike begins at the Elk Meadows trailhead. We walked uphill along flower-filled ski runs of Mt Hood Meadows, and across to the knob called Picnic Rock. We visited Umbrella Falls, then circled downhill through flower-filled forest to complete the loop.
Trail map, about 6 miles, 1000 feet elevation.
Flowers along the uphill trail…
Uphill meadows – penstemon and lupineWashington liliesBead lilies and Solomon sealLupine and tiger liliesMarsh marigoldTrillium and violetsPaintbrush and Elephant’s head
This was a blooming bear grass year in the ski run slopes, with a view of Mt Hood
Bear grass, Mt HoodMt Hood close up.
At Picnic Rock we had great views…
Ascending Picnic Rock – Mt Jefferson off to the right.Closer look at Mt Jefferson and more Cascade Peaks to the south.Looking east toward Bluegrass Ridge (burned in 2006), above Elk Meadows.West toward Mt Hood and Clark Creek.Clark Creek.Stonecrop on Picnic Rock.Penstemon clinging to the face of Picnic Rock.
We passed back through the bear grass meadows on our way to Umbrella Falls.
Bear grass meadows and Mt Hood.Umbrella Falls
On the downhill trail, we passed through meadows full of sitka valerian, and swampy areas full of shooting stars and buttercups. Once in the forest, the Oregon anemones were sparkling up in abundance.
This was only my second time doing this hike, but it has become a favorite! Especially at this particular time in the bloom season. I hope to be back to explore some of the other trails in the Mt Hood Meadows area.
7/10 – Lookout Mountain
The next week, we hiked the short, sweet (3 miles, 550 feet) loop to Lookout Mountain from High Prairie trailhead. We have done this one many times, and it never gets old! The lower part of the trail crosses a couple of large meadows.
Shooting stars, buttercups and bistort at the High Prairie Trailhead.Subalpine fleabaneElephant’s head, buttercups and astersAnd a view to Mt Adams.
Eventually, we ascended to the ridge where views opened up…
Mt Hood ahead, with paintbrush, scarlet gillia, and lupine.Full view of the mountainClose up of the southern flank, where we were hiking last week near Mt Hood Meadows.The summitCooper Spur, and the Eliot Glacier, near where we will hike at the end of the month.A last snow bank on the approach trail.Mt Hood from the top of Lookout Mountain.Mt Jefferson and the other Cascade Mountains to the south, with ground squirrel.Mt Jefferson and Mt Washington
Lots of wildflowers to look at here, as well…
The summit slope has tufts of wildflowers.Sulphurous buckwheat, transitioning from red-orange to yellow.Penstemon and buckwheatDusty maidenAnd a rock wren
More views on the return trail…
The iconic volcanic spire, with Mt Hood beyond,And back through the lower meadows.
The main challenge for this hike is the slow bumpy road up to the 6000 foot trailhead.
7/10 – Cloud Cap Shelter and Timberline Trail High Point via the East Eliot Moraine.
This long favorite hike also begins with a long bumpy drive up gravel switchbacks, and through a burned ghost forest. From the Cloud Cap Saddle Campground we hiked about up along the crest of the East Eliot Moraine to the Cloud Cap Shelter for lunch. Then we continued south along the Timberline Trail, the high point, about 7300′, for a total of about 5 miles, 1500 feet.
From the crest of East Eliot Moraine, our trail goes up hill toward the Eliot Glacier.Eliot Glacier Glacier close upCrevasses
We crossed south toward the Cloud Cap Shelter for our lunch break.
Approaching the Cloud Cap Shelter.Lunch view of Mt St Helens through the haze.Also, Mt Adams to the north, beyond the Hood River Valley; and Cloud Cap Inn, near our trailhead, on lower near right.Cloud Cap Shelter; Cooper Spur and Mt Hood beyond.
After enjoying a good rest rest in the shade at the shelter, as it was a hot day, and I was having trouble with the uphillness of it all, we decided to continue on to the trail high point.
We crossed a few snow banks in the shaded wrinkles of the mountain.Timberline Trail High Point.
Then we retraced our steps, back along the seemingly barren slopes, with lots of subalpine flowers blooming amid the rocks.
Our trail carved out of the edge of the sky.Tufts of yarrow and buckwheat on the slopes.Yarrow and lupineA last look back at the snow banksPussypawsPenstemon and astersPartridgefoot and Mt Hood.
As we walked the Timberline Trail beneath the Eliot Moraine, I spotted the giant teetering boulder that I have noticed in previous years. It’s still there…
Teetering boulder on the edge of the Eliot MoraineTeetering boulderLewis monkey flowers, asters, and lupine in Tilly Jane Creek, almost back to the trailhead.
Another enjoyable day on Mt Hood. I was really out of shape this year – life circumstances have interrupted my spring hike season. This hike, which I have done easily before, was hard! I hope I will be in better shape for the next time!
Next..
Our other July hikes were on Mt Adams, and at the Oregon Coast – to be reported in the next posts.
Having been out of town for two weeks in southern Utah where it was too hot to walk outside or exercise, and I was otherwise engaged in helping a family member with a health care situation; Having returned, exhausted, and happy to be in my own home quietly for a couple of days; Having successfully taken a couple of slow neighborhood walks in the flatlands…
Today I felt I had the energy to walk up to Alameda Ridge and do a few stair repeats. Success! And once again, I am charmed by my neighborhood where I am so lucky to live. Front yards are in bloom and colorful; and today it is only in the mid60s; how lovely to be able to walk outside without being dried and desiccated by the sun. I lived seven years in Tucson, I know dry heat; I knew my survival strategies then. The two weeks of abrupt immersion in the heat and aridity in Utah were exhausting; but now I am recovering. Soon I will be walking in mountains again.
Today I walked my way up the hill, and noticed all the whimsy throughout my neighborhood. It is part of the keep Portland weird vibe. Little doors on trees, little houses under bushes, interesting little signs painted on the sidewalk stair cases of Alameda. Little free libraries throughout my neighborhood.
I also looked at each poetry post – today there was Emily Dickinson‘s, ‘Hope is a thing with feathers’, on one signpost. My favorite poetry post, the one I never miss if I am up in that neighborhood, had a very hopeful, expressive poem today for these terrible times we are living in, with the authoritarian effort to crush anything progressive, kind, diverse, multicultural, and human in our country.
Also up on the ridge today, there is that one house with a flagpole – today they were flying three flags, the Pride flag, the Juneteenth flag, which I had never seen before, and the Ukrainian flag.
How positive those signs are to me just wandering my way through the neighborhood on a beautiful early summer day with flowers blooming everywhere. Birdfeeders and gnome doors and buckets of water on offer for the dogs; signs and flags and symbols of inclusion and acceptance and community. Our quiet mostly white, mostly financially stable neighborhood is not in the firing line of ICE raids, but I have seen my neighbors going to the demonstrations and standing in the space to support the resistance.
I did a few stairway repeats on the ridge today – and now I am ready for our next hike of the week in the mountains.
June 24, 2025 – Anthill, Herman Creek and Pacific Crest Trails near Wahtum Lake, Oregon
We usually hike to Chinidere Mountain from this trailhead near Wahtum Lake, but I was curious to try the Anthill Trail toward Tomlike Mountain, which is another rocky peak in the area.
Trail map – about 6 miles and 800 feet elevation gain.
The Anthill Trail begins above the parking area, and continues upward at a gentle gradient along the ridge above the lake. It is beautifully shaded, and on this June day, all the white flowers of the forest floor were sparkling up at us. This is a new addition to my list of favorite trails.
Beargrass along the trail as we start uphill.Green forest floor with so many flowers the entire way. Lots of vanilla leaf in this section.BunchberryStarry solomon sealBleeding heartAvalanche liliesBeargrassRosy twisted stalkContinuing shaded trail with prolific Sitka valerianQueen cup lilies just beginning to openSitka ValerianWindflowers
Near the ridge crest, a rocky view opened up, back to Mt Hood and Wahtum Lake.
View to Mt Hood and Wahtum Lake, with beargrassYellow flowers on the sunny open slope – arnica, groundsel, Oregon sunshine and wallflowersSwallowtail butterfly on a wallflower
We continued along the Anthill Trail, to the spur that ascends Tomlike Mountain. This is a less well maintained trail, a little rockier. After eating lunch at a rocky viewpoint and admiring the view, we decided begin our return hike. It was another rocky mile to the top – I wasn’t quite ready for that today.
Rocky outcrop, and view to the top of Tomlike Mountain.Glimpse of Mt Adams to the northPenstemon on Tomlike Ridge
We decided to walk along the Herman Creek Trail toward Chinidere Mountain before returning to the trailhead. We walked through shady forest for least a half mile of blooming avalanche lilies, as far as one could see, across the forest floor. And a few beargrass as well.
Avalanche liliesAs far as the eye can seeShady forest with liliesAnd beargrass
My husband took the side trail to the top of Chinidere Mountain, while I continued a very short distance along the Pacific Crest Trail to the rocky open slope below Chinidere’s cliff side. From here I could see many of the sunny blooming cliff flowers above me, and a view back to Mt Hood the other way. Then I rested in the shade near the trail junction – it was beautiful and quiet in the forest!
Looking up at the cliff side of Chinidere MountainMariposa lilyPaintbrushBuckwheat and columbineChickweed and phloxMt Hood
We completed our circuit by descending along the Pacific Crest Trail above the lake.
Bunchberry and coral root were prolific along our return trail.
This had been a thoroughly enjoyable hike. We had seen some of the wildflowers blooms at their best, though there are more to come. It was lovely to be back in the woods!
I spent the first half of June in St George, Utah, helping a family member with a health care situation. I was extremely grateful to return to the lovely pacific Northwest for the rest of the month, enjoying our more temperate climate and the lovely flowers blooming in the neighborhood. I finished knitting a pair of socks, and cheered on the No Kings Day Protests from afar.
Southern Utah, June 4 to 15th.
It was too hot in Utah to do much more than scurry from one air conditioned space to the next. We drove through nearby Snow Canyon State Park one evening, to admire the Navajo Sandstone landscape from the car window. I paid homage to the air conditioning gods and the electric grid, praying that it didn’t go down while I was there.
The weather…
Snow Canyon State Park –
Willow trees in bloom
Birds of St George…
Roadrunner in the hospital gardenDove in the back yard
Flying home through Salt Lake City:
Great Salt Lake from the airplane windowTerminal Tunnel in Salt Lake City, inspired by the salt flatsTerminal tunnel art panelThe Columbia River, Cape Horn, and Mt St Helens; welcome views on the return flight to Portland…
Flowers in the neighborhood –
Knitting
I knit not a single stitch while in Utah, but I finished one pair of socks after I returned. I cast on a new pair of socks, and made some progress on a scarf and a cardigan.
Finished socksThree works in progress – cardigan, scarf, socks
Books
Nine books read in June
Of the nine books I completed in June, by far the most compelling was Figuring, by Maria Popova. It is a long and interwoven biographical tale of several women artists and scientists who made major contributions within their fields, yet have gone somewhat unrecognized. The women include astronomer Maria Mitchell, poet Emily Dickinson, sculptor Harriet Hosmer, writer Margaret Fuller, and biologist Rachel Carson. She includes many intersecting peripheral people, who interacted with her selected historical figures. I found it fascinating to listen to.
I also enjoyed a trip down memory lane as I read Sandstone Spine by David Roberts, a description of hiking across Comb Ridge in southern Utah, a place I did field work 40 years ago.
The rest of the world:
June 14th – While I was roasting away in St George in a care-giver role, millions of people all over the world were marching in No Kings Day protests. I am grateful that so many were able to show up!
(Instagram screenshot)
Back in Portland, I took a long neighborhood walk on Juneteenth, and a real hike near Mt Hood on June 24th – to be described in the next post…