This was a chance to get back into shape and it turned out to be a lot better than expected. A good stretch of old growth followed by a sandy viewpoint half way up finishing with a ridge top view. That sounds like the Salmon Huckleberry Wilderness to me. There was only a patch of snow at the summit, total solitude and only 45 minutes from home.
Feb. 7: Returned to hike the Boulder Ridge Trail to the summit this time. The forest wasn't as good, but I didn't reach the best viewpoint the last trip. Still no one around.
"So I was sitting in my cubicle today, and I realized, ever since I started working, every single day of my life has been worse than the day before it. So that means that every single day that you see me, that's on the worst day of my life."
--Peter Gibbons (Office Space)