Yesterday, we finally made our annual Mothers Day trip up Dog Mountain. We've been waiting for sunshine (or at least no rain...) and for the wildflowers to come in. We decided we could wait no longer and were pleasantly surprised with decent weather, but the flowers won't come into full bloom for a couple more weeks I would guess.
Still made for a great day! 3.7 miles up and then 3.7 miles back down of pretty strenuous hiking. My legs are toast after the last 5 days. We're never sure what we'll get when we summit. Some years it's too windy and cold to stay long, one year we hit snow, last year we sunbathed in excessive warmth and this year was just right. Much of the morning clouds had disappeared. We could see Adams through some trees, the top of Hood and a very little part of St. Helens, which still had a lot of cloud cover. It was warm enough with a jacket to lay back and eat our lunch and stare at the sky...and the mountains...and the river...and all that He created.