Well, I’m still two months behind on my postings, but I hope to get caught up this week. The end of July I headed up to the Ira Spring Trail to Mason Lake. Ira Spring helped write may of the classic hiking books with Harvey Manning, but Harvey wouldn’t speak to Ira at the end of his life. Harvey didn’t want to see more people in the woods and Ira did. As an aside, several young hikers stopped me a couple of years ago and asked if I was Harvey Manning. Not entirely a compliment since their books have been described as hiking with grumpy old men, but I was over sixty and I did have a beard, so I looked the part
It was hard to believe that this was the hot part of the summer. Clouds and snow on the ground at 4500 feet. Global warming seems to be cooling us down.
But all of the moisture and cool weather made for nice green meadows. The bear grass thought it was great. Hopefully, the Oregon grape and huckleberries will ripen before winter sets in. Otherwise there will be some very hungry and irritable bears next spring.
The lake was peaceful and quiet and the breeze kept the mosquitoes away.
and there were sever nice rock formations along the shore. (When the clouds are low, your vistas are very short range. ) And the mosses and lichens seemed very happy with the weather.
It wasn’t great weather, but I didn’t get wet, I didn’t get lost, and I was able to set at the lake with out mosquitoes. Three out of the four things I always hope for in a hike.
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