Hurricane Hill

Sunday. 3 miles total my carcass. Something more like straight freaking up. This was similar to the Timpanogos Cave trail. But the effort was worth it. 360 degree unobstructed views (not counting the fog over the Strait of Juan de Fuca) of Port Angeles and the cascades from the top of the hill. It was beautiful to see the remaining snow piles (one was over 6' feet high) and blanketing the whole north side of the slope.

On this picture on the left is a small snow remnant. To the right heading towards the horizon is the trail. Now if you look at the right third right where the dark blue meets the light blue of the background mountains, you'll see a tinywhite dot. That is the parking area. Blow ups of the picture show the trail popping out on the other side of the dark green hill.

We saw a deer and a couple of Olympic Marmonts. Mr. Marmont is quite the show man. He looks like an overgrown prairie dog with a squirrel tail. He was busy digging, but paused to pose bringing up a sprig of grass balanced on his nose.

This hike was literally an uphill climb without much forest. But again, another testament to the beauty of the Olympic Penninsula.

On the way home we stopped at a lavender farm. Chapstick, cookbook: cookies, candy, salad dressing. The annual Lavender Festival is next week - everything was blooming and beautifully scented.