Road sucked. Awesome flowers and butterflies. Brushy bushwhack.
Great scrambles! Climbed this with SouthRaker. Got some great pics of him showing off his freestyle climbing skillz with Mt. St Helens as a back drop
Initially my group and I had set out to summit Little Baldy. However, as we approached the trailhead, snow blocked the last half a mile of the road so we had to park on the side and hike the rest. There was more snow than usual for June, and once we saw the trail along the west flanks of the north ridge of Bluff Mt covered in snow we opted to head up Bluff's north ridge instead of traversing the 30 some degree snow covering the trail. I was glad we did. The rocks made for some really fun scrambling and we decided to make Bluff our summit for the day instead of Baldy. The snow made for a quick and fun glissade decent. All in all I was overly impressed with this trail and the views along it, and aside from wet feet, I didn't mind the snow that much. Good times.
Two buddies of mine and I scrambled up the North Ridge in conjunction with Little Baldy and Silver Star. Was a fun scramble with excellent views of the upper Washougal River drainage and down into the Copper Creek drainage. The bushwack was so nasty to the saddle with Little Baldy that we ended up opting to slide down snow on a steeper section closer to the bluffs. Ended up getting into the devils club instead!
I did the route mentioned on this page, and then Little Baldy. Pretty fun scramble on the rocky upper ridge. The way down to the saddle between Bluff Mountain and Little Baldy is certainly worthy of the title "bushwack". Lots of vegetation! I didn't see another soul the whole time
Fantastic day for a long trail run/hike and I bagged both Little Baldy and Bluff Mt. in the process. After descending to the saddle between Bluff and Little Baldy, I found I had forgotten my extra film so stashed my gear and ran the 6.6 miles round trip back to the trailhead to get it. Well, as I usually say: "I can always use a few extra miles!"
On the way I noticed a guy atop the bluffs descending toward the NNE. I was surprised that I didn't see him on top and I wondered how we missed seeing each other. I continued to the car, got the film and met him on the way back. We talked for awhile and he said he had been up there for five hours tracking a black bear he had shot earlier in the day. - and here I had been, bushwhacking around on top of that peak, wearing clothing that more-or-less blended in and a guy with a high powered rifle wandering through the woods!
Well, what did I know about bear season! One more thing to keep in mind!
Total for the day: 16.4 miles and 5,400 vertical feet. I slept well that night, but thought about that poor bear - and the possibility of my sudden, unexpected demise.