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We Need Snow!

So far the new year has been a dry, warm one. I’m sure people who don’t partake in snow sports are enjoying it rather much. The weather has been pleasant enough that we have had our windows cracked to bring in fresh air, and I haven’t felt cold. I can usually sport only thick wool socks through the winter and I am wearing summery thin ones.

We went to Snoqualmie Pass yesterday, we were itching to get out and make some turns. When we left Seattle it was clear and sunny. Driving out east on I-90, we soon encountered fog and it stayed with us until we arrived at the Pass. Alpental is where we decided to go since the other areas can get crowded on the weekend.

So we get up there, and the parking lots are probably half-full. The lift lines are nearly empty and we got on the first chair with only four people in front of us. The snow didn’t really feel icy down at the base, but as we approached the top we could hear the people skiing down were dealing with some serious hardpack. Yikes!

At the top of chair 1 was a blanket of ice: everywhere. But the sun was out! We skated over to chair 2 (I was deathly afraid of falling and breaking limbs at this point) and in our sunny chairs we started getting excited about the snow. Sun makes everything better! Plus we had a cool view of the valley below and could see all the way to Rainier.

Fog blanket below Alpental

From Chair 2, we could see a blanket of fog below us.

I’ll spare you the details, but making our way down from the top of chair 2 was miserable. All I wanted to do was get to the bottom, and I was super bummed that we went all the way to the top of the darn mountain. I wanted to be down at the bottom, in the safeness that was our car. I didn’t want to be risking my life on my snowboard!

From Alpental we decided to check out the rest of the resort. Figured why not, we’re up there and we only took one run so far so might as well see what else is going on? Well, let me tell you this: we took one run from the Silver Fir chairlift at Ski Acres and got back in the car. The way they had groomed the hill it was as if big teeth had crunched through the ice pack and it was the most uneven surface.

The beauty of Snoqualmie Pass is how close it is to Seattle. We were only away from home a few hours and had the rest of the day ahead of us to do whatever we wanted. And now we know: don’t go back up to the mountain for snowboarding until we get a decent amount of more snow!

Big Swell Outside

In my last blog post, I told the story about Bryan researching and discovering the surf that was found at Salt Creek. This weekend was similar, but a shorter story that didn’t involve camping. Saturday morning we woke up at a usual time, made breakfast and lunch, and hopped in the car on our way north. Our destination was Whidbey Island, to the point that Bryan had been eyeing for a little while.

He’s so great with his research, he’s got the directions dialed and knows about what to expect if it’s windy and what tide works better. All I had to do was sit back and enjoy the scenery. Since Bryan had never been to Whidbey before, we decided to drive up to the north end and check out Deception Pass State Park on our way through. This narrow passageway with steep rocky walls has a ripping current and is treacherous for boaters (or, at least sailboats). Seeing it from above, on the bridge, you could imagine the precisions boaters have had to take in order to make it through the passage safely. You might think I’m being dramatic but Google it yourself – it’s tricky.

We didn’t stop anywhere else before Fort Ebey, Bryan was sure it would be better at low tide which was coming up in just under two hours of our arrival. The break is super accessible, we walked right out to see six dudes floating out there. It was a consistent break, though small and short. Way out on the coast of the Pacific, storm watches called for over 22′ of swell coming in, which is why there was even a break so far in as where we stood on Whidbey on Saturday. During a good storm this place definitely had potential.

Surfers on Whidbey Island

This was the typical break we saw coming in

Surfers on Whidbey Island

The lineup

Bryan didn’t end up getting in the water, it was full enough with those other people. Plus the ride was short, small, and we saw a lot of sitting going on. We’ll be coming back to surf when it gets even stormier on the coast.

Surfers on Whidbey Island

Looking down on surfers from the bluff

Salt Creek – a Discovery

Bryan spent what probably amounted to months of research finding this place. Salt Creek Recreation Area, located about 20 minutes outside of Port Angeles, was a brilliant discovery. It’s owned by Clallam County though, and we got there too late on Friday to camp there and the gate was closed at 8. We paid a lousy $35 fee to camp at an RV park on Crescent Bay, which is just a skip down the road. Next time we’ll just arrive on Saturday instead.

We woke up bright and early Saturday morning, rolled up our sleeping bags (we sleep in the back of the Wedge), and drove across the street to the surfing area. It’s the nook/arm of Crescent Bay – Bryan knew this from all his research – and we started walking down the beach not sure what to expect. Toward the end of Salt Creek, that heads out to the bay, is a dude who turned out to be really friendly and offered to explain to us how the cove works, where you can paddle to and at what tide it works best. Super helpful! The waves were only ankle-high and not tall enough to really get any surfing on. So over to the campground we headed, to unpack our shelter and explore.

Salt Creek surfing zone

Looking back/down at Salt Creek and surfing zone from the campground area.

Salt Creek, Crescent Bay surfing area

More of Salt Creek/Crescent Bay surfing zone, from a little further away

We could walk from our camp area to the bluff overlooking the surfing zone in a matter of minutes. I don’t think you could easily get down to actually surf from the bluff – maybe you could? With a wetsuit and board, it wouldn’t matter about the tide coming and going but if you are in shoes then you’d definitely get locked in or out — you have to approach it from the roadside. There are trails winding all over the Salt Creek rec area, including one that hugs the bluff. It was perfect to scope the waves and lineup, and watch how it worked. All through Saturday the swell didn’t pick up to anything big enough for a shorter board, but we saw lots of longboarders and kayakers out there. 19 total, which seemed like a fair amount for this small space.

REI Alcove - our camping shelter

Our new camping shelter, REI's "Alcove"

Tongue Point, Salt Creek

The rocks sticking out behind that wave are Tongue Point - it only shows at low tide.

Exploring Salt Creek and Tongue Point

Exploring Salt Creek and Tongue Point -- stairs leading down to Tongue Point. This picture was taken at high tide, so the stairs lead to the water.

Saturday was spent exploring Salt Creek, driving out west toward Neah Bay to check out another surf break near Twin, and generally relaxing and enjoying nature. There was rain on and off all day, which brought a rainbow that was almost constantly seen across the strait – always cheery to see that! When night came, we saw a squall off in the distance but the skies over us stayed clear. We slept under a blanket of stars and the near-full moon made for a great view out from the window over our bed.

Sunday started rough: we both forgot the little kooler was left out, so the raccoons got to our breakfast (and everything else) before we did. The coffee pot and our cups, silverware — EVERYTHING had their prints on it. So we packed up, I made PB&J for breakfast, and off to check out the surf. It was coming in nice! Bryan got excited, he got into his suit and then … zipper broke off. Not fixable. So after that frustration, we packed up again and headed into Port Angeles to grab a coffee. On the way in we decided to check out Hurricane Ridge, only about 30 minutes outside of Port Angeles.

Hurricane Ridge lodge

Hurricane Ridge lodge - on the edge of majestic peaks

Poma lift towers at Hurricane Ridge

Super old poma lift towers -- these things are probably as O.G. as it gets

The pictures make it look like there was a dusting of snow up at Hurricane Ridge, it’s actually just a strong layer of frost that mostly melted after the sun broke through the clouds. On top of that, it wasn’t all that cold, despite it being close to 6,000′ and all.

After we had enough of Hurricane Ridge, we got back on the hiway and headed back to Seattle. We’re already planning our next trip back to Salt Creek as soon as the swell forecast is big enough.

Hiking Enchantment Lakes

Way back in February, we dropped a form in the mail to the US Forest Service. This form was asking for a permit to hike the Enchantment Lakes. It’s not easy to get a permit as this is one of the most pursued hiking zones of the Pacific Northwest. Since we really wanted to see this area, and hopefully when the larches were changing color, we gave them a three-week window and told them to pick a time that fit. You can get very specific with dates and we figured our best bet was to be open.

About six weeks later we had our dates: October 4-7. After much deliberation we decided to enter through Colchuck and exit through Snow Lake. A good overview of the area and a small map can be found here on the Seattle-PI website. Along for company we had Bryan’s friend Adam Haynes and his sister, Sara.

Camping at the foot of Colchuck Glacier's outpouring of boulders

Camping at the foot of Colchuck Glacier's outpouring of boulders

Our first day’s hike brought us to Colchuck Lake, elevation 5,570′. We arrived and were able to set up camp while still daylight, though the sun had dipped behind Colchuck Peak by 3pm. Having snowed about 5″ the night before, we had a very chilly afternoon and evening and were in our tents for warmth by 7:30pm. Loved our campsite though – Adam & Bryan found it – sheltered by large boulders, we were somewhat protected from the wind and also from the passers-by. It was a small jump off the main trail, and the other campsites around the lake were not too great even though you might think we’re crazy for sleeping in the boulder field.

Our first view of Aasgard Pass, seen from the north-east end of Colchuck Lake.

Our first view of Aasgard Pass, seen from the north-east end of Colchuck Lake.

Morning meant fueling up for our ascent up Aasgard Pass, over 2000′ elevation gain in 0.9 miles. If it were earlier in the season we would have needed ice axes and crampons, this steep mountaineering slope gets only a few minutes of sunshine each day and is a treacherous feat to climb. Since we were hiking in early October, there was still plenty of snow but we encountered very little ice. It was a persistent, long climb, but not too technical (well, it was in a couple spots) and with our even-paced approach it wasn’t too bad.

We left our camp around 10am and figure that from our campsite to the top of Aasgard was around 3 hours. At the top of the pass is a beautiful view of Mt Baker to the north, along with other peaks we couldn’t name, and then of course the Upper Enchantment Lakes. The Upper Enchantments were a beautiful green-blue water but the landscape is pretty barren. Not much in the way of trees, as it was still a glacier up there less than 100 years ago, but beautiful none-the-less. Did I mention it was sunny? Yes, we got to eat lunch and revive our energy under a blue sky.

From Isolation Lake (the one at the top of the pass), we hiked another couple miles down past Perfection Lake and Inspiration Lake, to find camp down near Sprite Lake. The hike through this area went from barren, beautiful rock figures, to a high alpine land with trees in no time. This does not mean forest, but it does mean we had some bits of color to look at among all the blandly grey rocks.

The larches (also known as tamaracks, I am pretty sure) were somewhere in the middle of changing color. They weren’t the bright goldenrod we were hoping to find, but a few yellow ones were here and there. Mostly they were some shade of chartreuse, not yet embracing their full fall colors.

Hiking around Inspiration Lake

Hiking around Inspiration Lake

On the bank of Leprechaun Lake, looking toward Prusik Peak

On the bank of Leprechaun Lake, looking toward Prusik Peak

Technical step above Lake Viviane.

Technical step above Lake Viviane.

Following cairns in the Upper Enchantments

Following cairns in the Upper Enchantments

Camping at Sprite Lake was wonderful. The freezing level had gone back up, way up above us, so we were able to lay out on boulders at night and look at the clear starry sky and watch the moon rise – without freezing ourselves. Getting out of bed is so much easier when you’re not needing ALL of your layers on while sleeping. Which was the case the night before.

Day 3, Tuesday: split interest in the team lead Adam & Sara off to hike over Prusik Peak to explore Shield Lake, with Bryan & Melissa heading down to Snow and Nada Lakes – but taking our time. I think our estimated mileage to cover was around 6+ miles, and we wanted to savor our last hours in this beautiful land. We knew that after Lake Viviane, we’d be back to “regular” forest and soon missing this gorgeous landscape.

Winding down around Leprechaun Lake was our favorite. This would definitely be where we camped next time, if there ever is a next time. Tiny trees, winding paths, huge smooth rock landscape and emerald green water — we could see why these lakes were “enchanted” from the shores of Leprechaun. From there, the trail wound down to Viviane Lake (the one that Prusik Peak comes jutting out of so gallantly), and here we got hit with really strong winds. We were on an especially technical part of the trail where you are carefully placing your foot in well-defined places with a 300′-or-so drop to your left. There was snow on the trail and when this wind kicked up we leaned into the rock until it passed. You could hear the wind coming – a high, strong howling noise – the anticipation was appreciated.

From Viviane Lake, you’re just heading down this seemingly endless trail that twists and turns and you’re doing all sorts of climbing maneuvers. I couldn’t imagine coming up that way – it would have been so much work and you can’t see the top until you’re there. The view isn’t that much to write about, either.

Nada Lake - we camped at the very far end, a little past where you see the lake dip into the trees.

Nada Lake - we camped at the very far end, a little past where you see the lake dip into the trees.

Around 4pm we made it to our campsite on the very far edge of Nada Lake. We figured that with another 5 or 6 miles to go on Wednesday, being as close to our exit as possible would be a good thing. Adam and Sarah arrived about two hours later, the wind kicked up so hard that it wasn’t fun to hang out in the dusty air, so we were in bed around 8pm.

There you have it: our four-day adventure through the Enchantments. Our muscles and joints have recovered by now :)