The chaos and troubles of life can sometimes be a little overwhelming. Taking the time and using our opportunities to get outside and enjoy some fresh mountain air, jaw dropping views and admiring all that nature has to offer is to good to pass up in this crazy world. Walking up on the view that this trail had to share was just stunning. As you crest the hill and the mountains slowly (I'm a slow hiker) come into view I just stood in amazement. Pretty sure I have this same reaction every time. Oh the places we can go, the view we can see, the mountains we can climb, the places our feet can take us. It was a warm day with a slight breeze, birds going about their business filling the air with sweet sounds, the balsam root was in wonderful shape, lots of small wildflowers blooming on the hills. Sometimes it's good to just wander over the hills, no path, just roll with the landscape and enjoy the surroundings as you make your back down to the trail.
Life goes on, things change, storms of life come and go. One thing that always remains the same is the feeling and quiet peace I feel from being in the mountains. This was a spur of the moment overnight trip. It was so needed and such a beautiful time. Left the house around 2:30 PM, traffic was so slow heading up Hwy 20, lots of folks heading out of Mazama. Arrived at the trail head a few minutes before 4 PM, and we were off down the trail in a few minutes. Three quarters of a mile down the trail a bee or some kind of flying ant decided to bite my nieces eye lid, talk about hysteria for a moment. I was pretty sure our trip was over, but we were able to move on with a very cold creek soaked multipurpose face mask. The sun was sinking fast and the wind was howling by the time we reached the top. Made some quick decisions on the best place to park the tents, and we set up camp. It was truly an incredible evening, hiked aroun...
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