Dark and light volcanic rocks underfoot--primitive reminders of origins.
The cliffs showed off images in stone--faces, forms, and strange things.
A bald eagle soared on eddies along the cliffs and ridges.
A raven pestered the nation's symbol, then showed us aerial acrobatics,
accompanied by his own rhythmic croaks.
One of the most scenic hikes we've tried recently led us up a peak
reaching 9191 feet. It is the eastern neighbor of Dog Mountain. Pup
Peak is farther North East, about 3 summits away. We searched
unsuccessfully for ancient rock art, but saw some interesting nooks
and crannies. We skimmed across the rough volcanic rocks that
sometimes support and other times roll with our light-footed
pressure. It was nice to share this often sunny trip among five of
us. We especially enjoyed Penny Scott's company again.
We had a pleasant meeting with Miss Lovato, daughter of a landowner.
We'll follow up on her invitation to further explore this area, when
conditions are appropriate.
More hikers are welcome. Next week, on Monday, meet at 10 a.m. at
the South Fork Visitor Center. If the snow is deep, bring
snowshoes. If current conditions continue, you'll probably take a
short walk with Pat, Marilyn, and Wayne. (The Chapel of the South
Fork will be unloading Christmas commodities at 1 p.m., so some will
help out there when the hike ends.)
--Doug Knudson
