Ridley Creek 2016

Black Buttes on the left, Baker in the center

Fourteen Senior Trailblazers met to hike up the Ridley Creek Trail. Although this was my third trip up the hike called Ridley Creek, it was the first time that I actually had mostly clear skies and a view. Here, we are crossing the creek bed of the Middle Fork of the Nooksack River. You can see it looking rather benign in the lower right of the picture. I'm sure that in late spring it is much larger, but it's not as benign as it looks.

Crossing the log at the Nooksack River

It doesn't look all that bad, does it? Well, even though I've crossed it before, I was completely taken aback by the vertigo I experienced halfway across. I felt a sense of panic that I might fall and just... stopped. I took a breath and refocused my gaze on the log instead of at the rushing water below. Three of us had difficulty, but we all made it across without incident. Four of the Trailblazers had decided to go ahead of the rest of us so that they could hike up to Park Butte, making it a ten-mile day instead of a bit more than seven for us. It also made the ten of us "legal" by wilderness standards.

Fall colors in the meadow

The trail climbs steeply until we reach a lovely meadow, which was filled with fall colors and... blueberries! (Some call these huckleberries, but they were good whatever they are called.) Sweet and abundant, they slowed our progress, but it was worth it. Every one was sweet and delightful.

Mazama Park

Finally we reached our destination, Mazama Park, a mere three-and-a-half miles up in just about perfect weather. The other four went up to the Fire Lookout at Park Butte, another mile and a half. If you look closely at this picture you can see the trail winding up the hillside above these hikers. We, however, called it enough right here, so we sat down to have lunch after admiring the view.

Baker in the background

It was warm with high clouds and no wind as we enjoyed our lunch. Unbeknownst to me at this time, I received a text message from Chris, who was sitting at the Fire Lookout having lunch and looking down at us. She had coverage because she was able to catch the signal from the ski area, but we were too low to get a signal. I listened to her message on the way back.

Me in front of the Sisters

I quite like this picture that Melanie took of me, in front of a gorgeous mountain range, fall colors, and clouds. It was a pretty wonderful day, and although we thought we might see the Fab Four who did the longer hike before it was all over, we didn't.

Heading back the way we came

And then it was time to head back, covering the same tracks we made on our way up. A little more than seven miles and around 2,600 feet up and down. Not an easy day by any means, but the weather and the company made it a day I'm glad I didn't miss. Next week I'll be on Vashon Island and will miss the Thursday hike. I'll be writing about our Lavender Hills Farm retreat instead.

Lesley crossing the creek on the way back

The return crossing of the Nooksack was better and easier for all of us, even if it wasn't exactly a "walk in the park," as they say. It was a fine day, and now it's time for me to quaff the last of my wine and say "thank you" to all my wonderful friends for such a great day!
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Coffee art

A half smile from my alien

My regular barista wasn't there when I got my coffee on Sunday morning. Nika tried to make a design for me, but she apologized when it didn't turn out right.

"Well," I said, "it looks a little bit like a smiling alien with a tail to me." It tasted just fine, and I am actully quite fond of the little tyke. It must be hard to concoct a drink with foam. Just for fun, I went to Google and typed in "foam coffee art" and came up with some simply amazing designs. This one caught my eye.

By Kazuki Yamamoto

Cute! A kitty and his very own koi pond. The only problem I see with this one is trying to drink it. Adorable, isn't it? My regular barista, Zack, makes some beautiful designs himself, but none are so fancy that I hesitate to drink my latte. Here's one of his.

Nice work, Zack

We do have fun in the coffee shop. Who would have ever expected that making a coffee drink could be so much fun?
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First Saturday of Autumn

Beautiful sky over Lake Padden

This morning twenty women met at 8:00am to walk twice around Lake Padden. Two of them, Ellen and Chris, also went on the Thursday hike, and I wondered if either of them are as sore as I still am. Friday morning when I tried to get out of bed, my poor overused thighs screamed at me, and today they are still almost as bad. I think it was all that downhill. Ellen is sore, but of course Chris isn't, because she just finished a 93-mile, 13-day backpacking trip around Mt. Rainier.

Just as we started out on our walk this morning, someone shouted at me to take a picture of this scene. I whipped out my cellphone and without stopping, just slowing down a bit, I captured the above picture. Not only a fabulous sky, but also a calm lake that reflected back the sky and the bit of fog. I'll probably also put this one on Facebook so it will get maximum exposure. A serendipitous picture, for sure.

By tomorrow I should be back to my usual self, but I have been feeling every last one of my years as I recover from that strenuous hike. It's the hardest one we do: almost nine miles (which isn't our longest), but it was the 4,000-foot (1,200 m) elevation gain and loss that caused my agony, I suspect. While I was walking this morning with the ladies, I didn't hurt at all, but now I am happy to be ensconced in my favorite chair.
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First day of fall on Church Mountain

Lesley, Mel, Chris, Ellen, me, Victoria, Carol

What a day! Only eight Trailblazers showed up on a gorgeous day to hike up Church Mountain, with seven women and Rich, who took this wonderful picture. This was also Lesley's first hike with us, and hopefully not the last, as we got ready to start out in sunshine, with a light breeze and just about perfect hiking weather.

Church Mountain meadow with Mt. Baker in clouds

We made our way up the steep forested switchbacks, and by the time we reached the meadow clouds had begun to form over the mountains. This was our third time up Church Mountain this year, and the first where we didn't see any snow at all. No bugs, and lots of blueberries on those red bushes, which we snacked on as we trudged ever upward.

Can you see our trail?

We broke into two groups after awhile, since there were four people who wanted to hike faster, and others, me included, who were pretty much at their limit of uphill speed.

That's Mel at her lunch spot

And then we were almost at the top, when I saw Mel and heard her cheering us up the last of the trail. Where you see her standing is the spot where four hikers had their lunch, while the rest of us climbed the last fifty feet to the old lookout spot. It is very exposed and not a favorite place for people with vertigo issues.

View from the top

I took several pictures here at the top before settling down for my lunch. You can see that clouds were still building but the temperature was mild and a cool breeze kept us from being uncomfortable.

Summit crew: Ellen, Chris, Rich, and me behind the camera

We had our lunch up here and then it was time to return back down to the trailhead. It is a hard hike, covering just under nine miles and just under 4,000 feet of elevation gain and loss. By the time we made it back to the cars, my knees knew they had been used, and as I sit here at home, I can feel that I got a lot of sun.

Looking the marmots

Part way back down, we heard and saw two marmots on the rocks below. Carol was listening to their calls in this picture and gesturing for quiet. They are getting ready for the change in seasons, too, and look fat and furry. I wasn't able to get a picture.

At Graham's for our ice cream

Lesley was still inside getting her ice cream, while Victoria took this picture of the rest of us. She didn't get any ice cream herself. You can see her shadow, though. It was a wonderful way to end a picture perfect day in the company of great friends, old and new.
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Last Tuesday of the summer

Fall flowers

I took this picture last Thursday at the very end of our beautiful sunny day on Ptarmigan Ridge. The white flowers are pearly everlasting, and the pink ones in front are the remnants of fireweed. In the upper right you can see the beautiful blue sky we were treated to all day long.

And after a very rainy Saturday, when we got more than three-quarters of an inch of rain (a lot for us), yesterday was also on and off rainy. Today, however, it's blue sky again, and it looks like our first fall hike on Thursday will be sunny. I'll be putting my pictures on here, of course.

I've been watching with interest the reviews of the new iPhone 7, because I'll be eligible for an upgrade in December and think I'll get one. However, the pictures taken with my iPhone 6 are wonderful and I can hardly imagine how the camera could be improved. I look forward to finding out the differences. It's still early.

Hope you are enjoying the last Tuesday of the season. Thursday at 7:21am PST is the equinox, when the days and nights are of equal length. Take a look at this website if you want to find out when it's happening in your neck of the woods. (Look under the "Sun and Moon" menu to find the seasons.)
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A very rainy Saturday

Turning leaves and rain

Although it's hard to tell from this picture (which I took because of the pretty red leaves), our walk this morning was probably one of the wettest I've been on. We were supposed to go up Galbraith Mountain, but we didn't because the rain would have made it very muddy and slippery. Instead, we walked in the park for around five miles, or maybe even a little less. Only eight of us showed up.

Right now I can hear the rain pounding on the roof, and in the time we were out walking, we all got completely soaked, even with our rain gear. I sure wished I had thought to put my iPhone in a plastic bag, because every place I put it on my body eventually got wet. Luckily it wasn't cold, so as long as we were walking, we were fine, but once we got back to the cars we all headed home for dry clothes. It made no sense to go out for coffee in our present state.

My friend Judy also canceled our movie date, so now I'll have to rethink what to do with my day. Oh, one more thing: my neighbor next door has a grape arbor and has always been more than willing to let me have some. I noticed this year that they seem rather deformed.

Only a few grapes ripened

Just a few of the grapes on each bunch ripened, and if you look at the leaves in the upper left corner, they have some sort of bumps on them. The grapes that matured are tasty, but few and far between. I wonder if this is something that happens to grapes now and then. I enjoyed them anyway.
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Ptarmigan Ridge on a perfect day

Some of the group admiring the view

Thirteen Senior Trailblazers met at the Senior Center to begin our journey to Ptarmigan Ridge, one of my favorite hikes in the wilderness when the weather is sunny. And just look at it! Not a cloud in the sky. We had three new hikers with us today, Ken, Mike, and the one I called "Tripod Guy" until I learned his name is Roger. He carried a huge tripod with him the entire way and every time we stopped for more than a microsecond, he was busy snapping pictures. We decided to chance it in the wilderness, with our group one over the regulation size. We figured we could call ourselves a "Baker's Dozen," and Mt. Baker approved.

One of the wonderful views from the ridge

Fall colors are beginning to show themselves everywhere on this September day, our last summer hike of 2016. Next Thursday is the autumnal equinox, so it will begin our new season. This could not have been a more wonderful day.

Backlit red leaves

As we walked along the ridge, we saw plenty of other hikers. Not surprising, really, considering the weather and the time of year. I'm so glad we were all together, although three of the strongest hikers, Steve, Doug, and new guy Mike all left to hike all the way to the portals, while the rest of us would make it to Kiser Camp, about 4.5 miles and at an elevation of over 6,000 feet (more than 1,800 meters).

Ellen and Carol at Kiser Camp

We were all ready to stop and have our lunch, while the three guys went a bit farther to the portals. I was certainly ready to stop, with the altitude taking its toll on me, but once we had rested, I felt completely rejuvenated. You can see how close we were to Mt. Baker in this picture. While we had our lunch, we saw the other three come down the trail to join us.

Mountain goats at lower middle

We saw a herd of mountain goats on our return trip, six adults and a juvenile. They aren't easy to see unless to enlarge the picture, but hey, this was taken with my iPhone, after all. No telephoto. It's been rare that I haven't seen any goats on this hike when the weather has been so fine.

Beautiful tarns and Glacier Peak on the skyline

This is my favorite picture of the day. Glacier Peak can only be seen on hikes; it isn't visible from any highway but you see it here, and those blue-green tarns took my breath away. If you look closely, you can see two people walking on a trail towards those tarns, and I wouldn't be surprised if they didn't take a dip.

Snow crossing

Even at this time of the year, we had to cross snow three or four times. Not terrible or scary, but still, it is September just before the equinox! Everyone did fine, and our three newbies enjoyed themselves enough hopefully to return.

Saying goodbye to Mt. Baker at the end of the hike

Just before we finished the hike, I turned to see Mt. Baker backlit by the sun, with a few clouds forming in the sky. Although it turned out to be a very long day (it's almost 7:30pm as I finish this post), it was a simply wonderful one, filled with lots of adventures and ice cream at Graham's at the end!
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