09.29.06
We made it to the Backcountry Hiking/Camping permit office as early as we could break down our tent and drive into the Cascades (8am). Within the first mile of the 23 miles of unpaved roads to the parking lot at our trailhead, our jaws already hurt from dropping at every new vista. We managed to limit our stopping for picture taking because we knew it could only get better on the trail.
The first 33 switchbacks (these are hiking's version of San Francisco's Nob Hill; used to make steep slopes manageable) were through a forest with great views of the valley and sheer cliffs. The fall colors were so breathtaking that I swear I will never hike at any other time of the year again. The remaining four miles was more exposed which meant amazing views all around.
Sleeping at the base of the Sahale Glacier allowed us to see the most perfect sunset and sunrise. The time inbetween was a bit less exciting as it was spent huddled in our tent listening to the strong winds one would expect that high up. I didn't expect to be kept awake by the large marmot population swarming the area in search of our food. (Marmots look a bit like a mouse: ) One marmot fought Paul for the half eaten Clif bar I had left in a mesh pocket of my backpack. Paul won the battle, the marmot was left hungry and my pack will always have a bit of a hole gnawed through.
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