{"id":4187,"date":"2015-06-14T19:02:12","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T19:02:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/cherylhill.net\/blog\/?p=4187"},"modified":"2022-04-16T19:31:21","modified_gmt":"2022-04-16T19:31:21","slug":"views-and-wildflowers-on-hawk-mountain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/cherylhill.net\/blog\/2015\/06\/14\/views-and-wildflowers-on-hawk-mountain\/","title":{"rendered":"Views and wildflowers on Hawk Mountain"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I was on my own yesterday since Greg and a friend headed off to Tanner Butte. I really wanted to see the beargrass display up there, but I know my limitations and I know I cannot do that many miles in one day. My legs and feet get VERY sore after about 10 miles.<\/p>\n<p>So I went in search of beargrass elsewhere. Remembering that we had just missed the peak of beargrass at Hawk Mountain on July 14 two years ago, and knowing that everything is 3-4 weeks early this year, I headed there today with my fingers crossed.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/458\/18781887682_a933546e04_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I went there via Detroit and came home via Estacada. I stopped to gawk at the alarmingly-low level of Detroit Lake. I heard a boater describe this as sad. I think it&#8217;s not sad, but scary, and a sign of the very dry summer we have ahead of us.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/534\/18598446778_3052f18251_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Once I hit the trail it was immediately apparent that this is NOT a good beargrass year up there. Here is 2013:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c4.staticflickr.com\/4\/3678\/9315386632_47a7be38d5_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c4.staticflickr.com\/4\/3754\/9312600847_3c8a60e84c_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>This year:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/286\/18781256812_c122e884b8_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/435\/18781255372_7d80ff6358_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>When I got home I looked it up and beargrass blooms in 5-7 year cycles, so I was three years too early. However the pentstemon were doing their best to make up for the lack of beargrass:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/384\/18759941856_c473beda65_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/559\/18786242825_e518972e10_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/319\/18164264594_d156ee2f0d_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The trail leaves the meadows and meanders through the trees for awhile before launching up to Hawk Mountain. I actually saw signs of recent trail maintenance. Thanks, trail crew!<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/350\/18781888952_3d7f864d93_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>At the summit there were four guys packing up and heading out, so I ended up having the place to myself. I sure enjoyed the in-your-face views of Mt. Jefferson:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/543\/18598885830_ae0bde19ba_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/405\/18789154501_70dfd2d6a1_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>From this angle the mountains to the south are all bunched together (Three Fingered Jack, the Three Sisters, and Mt. Washington):<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/374\/18599077228_5b29ef6e5f_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>There were plenty of wildflowers blooming on the summit, including lupine, paintbrush, Oregon sunshine, cat&#8217;s ears, and sedum.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/371\/18760309826_c7216815b6_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/370\/18789152081_21f946d1bf_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/342\/18164000414_383e84fdb4_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/346\/18629840800_f8a1b15c4d_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The obligatory garbage-in-the-fire-ring shot:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/357\/18786611485_a5678b5826_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>The cabin here is the old living quarters for the fire lookout that once stood here and is now gone. I love before and after shots. Here is Hawk Mountain in 1936:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c2.staticflickr.com\/8\/7510\/16117727519_00a0620f1d_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>And in 2015:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/418\/18760309486_acaac7825e_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I lingered on the the summit for over an hour, enjoying the sunshine, views, and wildflowers. Such a gorgeous day! There are no north-facing views from the summit, but from the trail you can sort of see north a bit and I took a peek on the way back down:<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/503\/18166204133_67de773988_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/c1.staticflickr.com\/1\/412\/18786875185_1745efd74d_c.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>I love this hike. It has a great mix of views and wildflowers. It&#8217;s unfortunate that it&#8217;s a two-hour drive from Portland because you end up spending more time in the car than on the on the trail. But it&#8217;s definitely worth the trip.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was on my own yesterday since Greg and a friend headed off to Tanner Butte. 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