Yellow Aster Butte 2018

Richard, Al, Steve, Ken, Melanie, Frank, Cathy

We broke up into two groups this morning to keep us under twelve. Ten Senior Trailblazers met at the Senior Center at 7:20am and left before the rest of us showed up at 8:00am. Since there is no sign-up sheet, we didn't know how many there would be, but it turned out perfect: ten and eight, which made for two manageable groups. I took the picture above and was with the later group, which had a great day today.

Melanie and me fooling around with our light sabers

We had a little time to wait while the others were getting ready, so Melanie and I played with our trekking poles. You can see that Melanie knows a little about fencing, but me, not so much. And then we got started.

On the trail

It was overcast and foggy for most of the day, but that kept the temperature down, and we didn't have ANY bugs at all. I've been on this hike when it's been unbearable, but today was cool and delightful, even if foggy.

Did Dr. Seuss create these?

We didn't see lots of flowers because it's late in the season, but these delightful ones made us all smile. Cathy said she has heard them called "mouse on a stick," which suits them, don't you think?

Fireweed and clouds

We also saw plenty of fireweed and monkey flowers along the trail, but the mountains were elusive, hiding behind the thick clouds. We didn't have any rain at all, although there was a 40% chance. Like I said, it was beautiful.

The other group on their way down

We ran into the other group of ten as they were making their way back down on this out-and-back hike. Seven of the ten decided to hike to the top of the butte, even though there was little to no view, and three stayed below for lunch. We shared some goodies with them that Mel and I had brought, so everyone was happy.

Our lunch spot

None of our group went up the extra 400 feet to the top of the butte, so we stayed right here and settled in for our lunch break. It was cool at almost 6,000 feet elevation; we bundled up and were quite comfy.

Ken amongst the pink fireweed

On the way back down, I captured this picture that shows a patch of beautiful fireweed, with lovely views behind. It was a gorgeous day, even if we didn't get to gaze at the mountains.

Our last few minutes before reaching the cars

At the end of the hike, we began to have a bit of direct sunlight, and I thought maybe we'd actually see Mt. Baker. Although we had some blue sky, behind all those clouds is one of our favorite mountains. But it was not to be. However, we covered more than seven miles and around 2,500 feet up and down, so the day was a good outing, with great company, and two wonderful pluses: no rain and no bugs!
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Late summer flowers

A daisy of some kind

Walking to my car after a wonderful restorative yoga class, I saw these pretty flowers smiling at me. I do think they are a decorative daisy, but I could be wrong. It was early afternoon and I thought I'd just take a few pictures to remind me to write a blog post today. Being Tuesday and all, I was mulling the post as I drove home.

And then, as soon as I hit the apartment, I spent some time making myself a delicious salad for lunch, ate it, and picked up my latest book and completely forgot about the post. As I finished the book just in time to dash out the door to our monthly WAHA meeting (Whatcom Alliance for Health Advancement, where I do my volunteer work), I remembered.

So here I am, back home after the meeting and writing a quickie to assuage my guilty conscience. Why is it so important to me to keep to a schedule? After all, I'm the one who made it up. I figure it's because I like deadlines, whereas most people really don't. Especially when those deadlines don't matter, I'm happy to slip myself into my imaginary timetable. So here's the other picture I took. Are these really daisies? Does anybody know?

Maybe they are dahlias

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Lily's new car

Lily and her new (to her) Kia Sportage

Lily wouldn't let me drive this morning to the coffee shop and to our walk with the ladies, because she wanted to take me in her 2017 Kia. It had 7,000 miles on it and was used as a loaner when she bought it last week. She got a pretty good deal. On this morning's walk it began to rain a little (a very little), so we left the walk after three miles. Once back in her car, when she went to turn on the windshield wipers, they only cleared the rear window. Since we weren't far from the dealer where she bought the car, we went over there to find out how to change from the rear to the front. It was so easy, once we knew how.

The rain is welcome, but there sure isn't much of it. However, it's possible that tomorrow might bring us a little more. It's a good thing Lily figured out the wipers when it wasn't pouring! I actually like to walk in cool sprinkly weather, but Lily, not so much. So now I'm home, thinking about what to do with the rest of my Saturday. My friend Judy and I will go to the movies together, but not for several hours yet. Until then, I think I'll get some chores done. And maybe a few minutes of yoga under my own direction. Why not?
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What are YOU doing here?

Gene seems unhappy to see me

Yes, it's Thursday and I'm not hiking. I went to the Senior Center and met seven other Trailblazers who wanted to find someplace that would be moderately healthy for us to go, with the air quality still bad. Very bad, to be exact. This morning when I woke and checked Bellingham's air quality, it had gone from the "unhealthy" range to the "unhealthy for sensitive groups" range. Great! That told me that, as the day wears on, it would continue to improve. But in checking to see if those numbers were continuing to fall, I discovered that it had returned to last night's miserable numbers and that it is bad everywhere we might go.

After much discussion, I decided that it would be best for me not to go anywhere at all, and the others decided to leave all their hiking paraphernalia in their cars and take a walk from the Senior Center down to Boulevard Park, just to get in some exercise. I decided that enough exercise to make me sweat would not be a good idea. So I went over to the coffee shop and got that look from my buddies.

The "acid ball" with Trailblazers

While sitting there with the guys, Melanie sent me this picture taken from their walk to the waterfront. This is actually part of a new addition to our city, called Waypoint Park. It's in construction right now, but out of curiosity I looked up what the heck that ball is. It turns out it was from an old pulp mill and is being repurposed as art.

As for the art, that comes by way of an industrial artifact from the closed Georgia-Pacific pulp and paper mill on the waterfront. An old piece of equipment known as the “acid ball” is being turned into a new beacon. About 30 feet in diameter, the round steel tank stored acid that helped break down wood chips at the mill. It will be moved to the new park and coated with luminescent glass beads to create a glowing beacon at night.

I don't think they have added the glass beads yet, but that will certainly make it interesting to see at night. Here's a picture of an artist's rendition of the finished park.

Waypoint Park sometime in the future

The park is supposed to be finished by November, but who knows? I will enjoy seeing it all lit up, for sure. Right now my cohorts are probably sitting in a coffee shop somewhere.

At the top of my stairs

I decided to just come home. When I climbed the sixteen steps to my apartment, this scene caught my eye, showing the hallway between the front porch and the back porch. Can you see the smog in the air? Sometime today it is supposed to get better, but it sure hasn't yet.
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Breaking news

Snagged from the TV

I was minding my own business and when I got home from my yoga class, just checking the news, and I saw that this is a Big News Day. Michael Cohen has been indicted with eight felony accounts. Apparently this is a really big deal.

Plus the jury has indicted Paul Manafort on eight felony counts (out of 18). Gosh, both on the same day! Anyway, that sort of took precedent over my news, of the unhealthy air we are all, here in the Pacific Northwest, having to breathe.

Sorry to bring politics onto my blog, but heck I cannot tear myself away! Back to the TV.
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Early signs of fall

Whatcom Falls Park

Today, I just read, is a favorite date for couples to marry (being 8/18/18) and especially fortuitous. I think it's mainly because it would be a difficult date to forget, year after year. Anyway, for whatever reason, lots of people are tying the knot today.

There are early signs of autumn everywhere these days. My garden is pretty much drying out and someone keeps forgetting to water it. Perhaps the trees in the picture are turning color, not so much because of the date, but because they are stressed from lack of water. We walked this morning in Whatcom Falls Park, and the temperature was just about perfect, cool with a slight fog. I did check when I got home: it's just plain old fog, not smog. That's still to come.

Our beautiful couple of days of cool weather are going to leave, starting tomorrow, with a shift in the wind projected to bring us smoke from the forest fires once again. It looks like it will be bad, with offshore flow, no respite from the heat, either. But we are losing more than three minutes of daylight every day, as we make our way slowly toward September. Labor Day is just over two weeks away, can you believe it? It signals the unofficial end of summer in the US. The beginning of fall is just around the corner! (September 22)
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Goose Rock in the summer

Frank, Sue, Al, Ranger Rick, Cathy, Heather, Peggy, me, Mel

Our Senior Trailblazers group split into two today: the earlier group went into the Mt. Baker wilderness to tackle Lake Ann (which was on the schedule), and several of the rest of us didn't want to make the rather difficult hike with less-than-optimal air quality. Although it had improved somewhat, it was still not good in the mountains. So eight of us set off south to the Deception Pass area, on the water where the marine air helped with the air quality, to one of our usual winter hikes, Goose Rock. Fog greeted us, along with Ranger Rick, who (it turns out) is a good friend of Heather's. He joined us for a picture and then set off for his duties.

West Beach as the day's hike began

Even before we set off to hike up Goose Rock from West Beach, the fog had begun to lift a little. It was cool and delightful, after all the heat and bad air we've suffered through lately, it seemed like a different world.

The view from Goose Rock

By the time we hiked up to the top of Goose Rock, it was time for an early lunch, and some of the fog still lingered, but it was still really lovely. Lots of other people joined us on the top, but none of them stayed for long, because I think they weren't prepared for how cool it was. Not many even had a jacket.

Getting ready for lunch

You can see that there are still a few clouds in the sky, but we had a pretty good view looking toward Whidbey Island Naval Base, and of course we could hear the jets as they flew overhead. We needed our sun hats at the top.

Madrona tree

We saw lots of these beautiful trees, the madrona (Arbutus menziesii), with bright red bark that peels away to show a pistachio color underneath. Goose Rock and the area around it has more of these beautiful trees than I have seen anywhere else.

Map of the area

After lunch, we decided to do a little exploring and walked across the Deception Pass bridge. If you enlarge this picture, you can see a "You Are Here" sign between the two islands. We walked down the steps and got acquainted (along with lots of other people) with the many footpaths on the little island.

The bridge from underneath

I got an unusual angle to snap the Deception Pass bridge as we walked down to explore the area. The water is always turbulent like that because of the tides constantly coming and going.

West Beach at the end of the day

Finally, we returned to our cars and saw people photographing a rock covered with seagulls. You can see that the fog has pretty much lifted, and we congratulated ourselves on having had a good day, covering around seven miles and more than 1,500 feet up and down. Not too shabby, but I'm sure the others were still going strong when we climbed in our cars, with a much shorter drive home than they had. It was a good day in just about every way!
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Remembering my Tuesday post

Front porch flowers this morning

Hey, I remembered to write a blog post today! I know it's not a big thing to anybody else, but it was to me. Last week I remembered late on Wednesday, way too late to be of any use. These are my front porch flowers just now, showing the still-brown front lawn (we got little to no rain when it poured in Seattle).

I woke this morning to haze so thick that I could not see the sunrise. Our air quality has deteriorated from fires north of us in British Columbia, as well as fires burning on the eastern side of the Cascade and spilling over here. It's not possible to exercise outside today, with air quality ranging from unhealthy to dangerous. Tonight, however, we might get a little bit of relief from a weak marine push. We can only hope.

Today's lunch

I also wanted to show off my wonderful salad, with almost everything coming from the garden, other than some brown rice mixed with hummus. I shredded zucchini, chopped kale, and added cucumbers and tomatoes. All from the garden! This is not exactly a low calorie salad; I added it all up and it's just under 400 calories (371), but boy is it good!
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Change in the weather

Cloudy skies over the marina

Today we ladies walked along Squalicum Harbor under threatening, cloudy skies. With a cool delightful breeze, it lowered our average daily temperature by at least ten degrees. Some brought along a raincoat, which was not needed, and by the time we finished our walk, the chance of rain had fallen from 20% to 5%. Not a drop has made it to the ground yet, and I suspect if we get any rain at all, it will be minimal.

What a wonderful change from the oppressive temperatures of the past week. A trip to the Farmers' Market was filled with happy people, out and about, enjoying a return to our usual Pacific Northwest climate. Although it's not expected to last very long, a day or two, most of us can manage to hang on and figure we've had the worst of the summer heat by now.

I completely forgot to write a post on Tuesday, if you're wondering. I know that I am the one who has made this schedule and I can change it if I want, but it's nice to have a structure to follow. I like Saturday, Tuesday, and Thursday for my posts on this blog, but maybe it's time to skip a couple now and then. It's happening even if I don't mean to, anyway.
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Watson Lakes and Anderson Butte

Chris and Victoria

Today fourteen Senior Trailblazers made the long, long trek south to the trailhead for Watson Lakes and Anderson Butte. I believe this is one of the longest drives in our repertoire, more than 70 miles one way, crossing over the Baker Dam and then traveling several difficult miles on a rutted gravel road. Finally we got to the trailhead after what seemed like forever, and we piled out of our cars and donned our hiking shoes and backpacks. We hiked a mile or so when we got to the turnoff to Anderson Butte. That's where you see the ladies above, with hazy mountains behind them, caused by forest fires.

Trail to Anderson Butte

This trail is steep, climbing for more than a mile what seemed straight up to me, but we finally made it to the overlook, with a great view of Mt. Baker.

Melanie and Mt. Baker

The bugs weren't too bad, but this spot is where they were the worst: mosquitoes were just hanging out in those trees waiting for us, it seemed. We took our pictures and headed back down to the trail that would take us to Watson Lakes.

Heading back down the side trail to the Butte

The good part about this side trip is that much of it was in shade, which made a big difference, since it was a hot day and when out in the direct sun, it was hard for me and a few of the others. I don't do well in the heat. But we did see a lovely stream at one point.

Monkey flowers

Then we descended down into the valley with both Watson Lakes. The scenery certainly helped make me feel a bit cooler, although I suspect the temperature was in the high 80s (30°C) and I suffered until...

Watson Lakes

...we rounded a corner and saw both of the lakes and felt a distinct welcoming breeze coming off them. The trail was well maintained, but you had to keep your eye on it the whole time, since it was rocky in places, with lots of steep ups and downs.

Our lunch spot

The place where we had lunch was one of the most perfect places where I've ever enjoyed a meal, with great friends and a delightful breeze that kept the bugs at bay. Several of my friends went skinny dipping in the lake and looked incredibly refreshed when they came back to join us.

The larger Watson Lake

After lunch, we walked over a slight ridge to enjoy a closeup of the larger of the two lakes, before heading back up that long uphill that would take us back to the main trail. It was hot and difficult for me, but our leader, Jim, was very solicitous and made sure I was all right. I finally asked them to just go ahead, while Frank, Melanie and I stayed behind, going at our own pace.

Our return trip to the cars

It was a long day, once again, with me walking into my home after 6:00pm, but we had hiked seven hard miles with 2,000 feet of elevation gain and loss. The views were wonderful, the company great, and now I am looking forward very much to a shower to get the bug spray and sunscreen off. Glad to be home, but very glad I went as well.
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Summertime smiles

Garden sunflower

Boy, is that ever a happy sunflower, sitting there glowing in the sunshine and making me smile, for sure. Rob used some guidewires to keep her upright and she's a-growing like there's no tomorrow. And will you look at the beautiful blue sky. It's not quite 70°F outside, on the way up to maybe 75. Perfect as it can be. We ladies had a nice five-mile walk in Fairhaven, a campus loop that is one of my favorites.

My new backpack

Cathy sent me a bunch of pictures that she took on our hike last Thursday, and I love this one of me looking up the valley on our way to the pass. My new backpack is a Gregory Jade 28, the first I've purchased by that company. I was impressed with the lumbar support in the waist belt, and the way it fits like a glove. I added a hydration pack, and the only thing I don't like about it is that it doesn't have a separate zipper compartment for it. I pretty much have to empty out the main container and maneuver the filled hydration pack down inside before adding back all the other stuff I want to carry. Otherwise, I love it and am glad it comes in my favorite color!

I found this lovely quote online and wanted to share it with you:

The first week of August hangs at the very top of summer, the top of the live-long year, like the highest seat of a Ferris wheel when it pauses in its turning. The weeks that come before are only a climb from balmy spring, and those that follow a drop to the chill of autumn, but the first week of August is motionless, and hot. It is curiously silent, too, with blank white dawns and glaring noons, and sunsets smeared with too much color. ― Natalie Babbitt from Tuck Everlasting

And with that, I do hope the first week of August is a good one for you, as well as for me and my loved ones.
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Hannegan Pass 2018

Heading up the Hannegan Pass trail

Today a total of thirteen Senior Trailblazers met to hike up the Hannegan Pass trail in the Mt. Baker wilderness. Al had given us the option of either going early, at 7:30am, or leaving at 8:00am. Nine showed up for the early hike, and only four of us for the later one. However, it turned out to be a great day, with a small intimate group, and we ran into the other group as they headed back down. The staggered leaving time helps to keep the hikes within the 12-person limit.

My guys waiting for me

Our group consisted of Melanie, the leader, Jim, Cathy, and me. It is a steep climb to the pass, and as usual (these days), I lagged behind somewhat on the first part of the hike. Mel and Jim are much stronger hikers than Cathy and me, but since the group was so small, there were no issues as we hiked along. We saw plenty of other groups, some going for the day, others with full backpacks for a longer stay.

Cathy, Melanie, me, and Jim

Our picture was taken by a nice person from another group at Hannegan Pass, where we rested for a bit and had our lunch. We had still not seen the earlier group, when meant they had headed up the trail to the peak. The day was cool and partly cloudy, and since I have done this hike in hot and sunny conditions, I was thrilled to have the wonderful coolness.

Trail towards the peak

After lunch, we decided to walk along the trail that leads to the peak until each person was satisfied and ready to stop or turn around. The clouds came and went, and I stopped fairly early on the trail that leads a steep mile to the summit and enjoyed just taking in the views. The other three headed on, but Melanie stopped soon after and decided to head back to the pass. This is about when I began to see the earlier group heading down. Half of their group had made it to the summit, while the others had stopped in a meadow and done what I did: enjoy the magnificent view.

My mountain view

As I made myself comfortable along the trail, I was able to greet all of the earlier Trailblazers on their way back down. We chatted about the wonderful day and I discovered from them that Cathy and Jim had decided to try for the peak. This meant I didn't have to hurry back down to the pass, as it would be taking them awhile to summit. So I sat and enjoyed looking at the clouds, the mountains, and the flowers.

Heading back down the valley

It took awhile all right, we waited more than an hour and I got to listen to some of Melanie's favorite songs she has on her iPhone. But finally we began our descent and reached the car around 6:00pm. A very long day, but one filled with many wonders. Cathy and Jim, half of our group, summited, and half of the other group did as well. The rest of us were just happy to have covered ten miles and around 2,600 feet elevation.

Now I am home, it's late, but I feel it was a most remarkable day. Tired and just  little sore, I could not have asked for a better way to have spent my Thursday. I love my fellow hikers and am thrilled to keep learning more about them.
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