Sat Sep 8, 2012
My second time doing this fabulous trail. Definitely popular, but for good reason. The weather was perfect, the alpine flowers still in bloom.
As we came out of the forest, our two friends who had never been here before were hit full force by the awesome beauty of this place. There may have been some singing and dancing...
I can't begin to describe how funny it was to see this muscular 6'4" viking dude dancing like a ballerina!
<sung in falsetto> "The hills are alive with the sound of muuuusic!"
Some other hikers arrive.
<voices all switch to baritone> "Oh hey" "Howdy" "How's it going?" "Beautiful day."
We headed along the ridge and stopped for lunch at the high point of the trail. This seems to be the turnaround spot for most people.
The trail carries on for a bit, so we thought we'd check out the "next rise". Okay, maybe just one more. Aw hell, this is great! We kept going all the way to Chowder Ridge. I stopped to give my daughter a break and Maria and Trev zipped up to the top of the ridge to have a look around. Looks like you can just walk right on over to Hadley Peak. Distance is the only limiting factor.
Alas, it was finally time to go. Our water actually ran out just before we re-entered the forest. But, in true mountain style, we snacked on Baby Bels and juicy apples for nourishment, and washed it down with trail dust.