With a wet
and cold forecast I decided to head for Kamilchee Ridge. I was hoping that getting high on the ridge
would get me out of the rain and into the snow. I've been having a lot of anxiety and I
really needed to get out of the house no matter what the weather.
Trailhead breakfast |
Since the
start of this hike is pretty close to home, I was able to go back home to get
my lunch. I am so tired of being this disorganized
and forgetful.
My walk up was mostly in the rain but there was some mixed snow that was not really sticking. I noticed foot tracks in the snow, so someone had been up the hill recently. Maybe a brush picker or a timber worker I thought.
Once I was
at the top of the hill I was ready for my lunch but Sage was too cold. I could not sit and cook lunch while she
shivered. We went back down the hill a
little ways to have lunch.
I had my
husband's cell phone with me and I was trying to figure out how to get it to
work when I was started by another hiker.
I've never
seen another hiker up here. I said
"Hi" but he did not answer me.
Did he not hear me? He said
something about going to the top of the hill as he walked by. I just looked at him since he had not responded
to my saying hello I was shocked to see someone else out there on a weekday in
the rain and snow.
Maybe I have
blogged this hike too many times and thus destroyed the solitude I used to have
here? It is not a nice hike when Greed
Diamond is dumping chemicals over head.
It is a dumpster dive hike I save for days when I don't have much time
or the weather is too foul to go for a long drive. Kamilchee Ridge is not a destination.
I hiked out
via the power line and my friends horse pasture. This was the first time I had seen my friend
since my husband died. He laughed and
said he knew when I told him that my husband had died. Perhaps he did not hear me correctly, he is
hard of hearing. I will give him the benefit
of the doubt.
This was a
cold hike and at one point my hands were
really hurting from the cold, even though my torso was warm enough. I put on all my layers and made my torso too
warm until the extra heat started getting sent out to my hands.
When I
finally did have lunch, Sage got as much of it as I did. I hope my hot lunch warmed her up. It probably tasted really good, but I could
not tell since my nose was completely blocked up with a cold or something.
8 miles with
1,000 feet elevation gain
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