Today Gro, Susan and I hiked to the summit of Mt. Sauer and beyond. It's a steep trail, gaining 2,000 feet of elevation over 3 miles. My legs were cramping as I reached the summit.
Wildflowers opened in the sunshine, creating washes of color. Looked like it snowed flowers!
At the top, howling 50 mph winds were piercing cold, blowing off mountain snowfields.
At the summit, a woman with a rescued German Shepard was struggling to keep the dog under control. "Let's keep going for a little," Gro suggested.
Down steeply we went on the north side. Then climbed up to a ridge. On we went.
"How far are we going?" I thought, limping. We found a lovely, sunny spot on the lee side of the mountain for lunch. (This added another two miles and elevation gain.)
Descending, we spotted stacked logs on a steep hillside that had been selectively logged. "How will they get those logs down?" we wondered.
Here's an article I wrote about hiking Mt. Sauer in 2018.