Has it really been over a month since I last hiked? Was Wonderland really the last thing?? I racked my brain, and the answer: Wait…No. No it wasn’t. Jared, Sam, Megan, and I hiked to Annette lake in early October (which was a sweet hike, a mild 7.5 miles with 1,400 feet elevation gain, a pretty lake with a small waterfall on a nice, clear day, solid company). However, the Wonderland hike was the last hike I blogged about. Time for a new hiking blog post about an even more recent hike to Anderson Lake…
November 8. Hike: 3 miles. Destination: Anderson Lake
Jared and I went on an itty bitty hike in the North Cascades. It was a long drive from Seattle (3 hours. unless your in horrendous traffic in which case it’s more like 4+). But the hike was worth it for the views – Baker and Shuksan. And it was the first time either of us have been in the North Cascades. We’d been stuck in the city for so long It was just time to escape. Jared had a work meeting on Friday and I had to work Saturday afternoon. So the plan: drive to the mountains Friday night. Camp in the car. Hike in the morning. Drive back to Seattle late morning.
Friday – We packed the car with our hiking and camping gear on Friday afternoon and forged north on I-5 through wild traffic and detours. We ate amazing greasy burgers for dinner in Sedro-Wooley at Skagit Valley Express Burgers and got hooked on Serial. We bumped along Forest Road 1107, car camped in my Toyota matrix in the empty trail parking lot, and slept restlessly.
Saturday – Awake! The sound of a car door closing rouses us from our restless slumber. 8:30 am! How did we sleep so late? Eh, we’re on vacation. Sort of. We’ll only have enough time to go to Anderson Lake not both Andersonand Watson. We spy a guy dressed in hunter orange amble from his car into the woods. Oh yeah, it’s hunting season… Jared and I fire up the camp stove, make warm coffee, and eat granola bars. We pack up and head off into the woods. We’re excited for our excursion, albeit a short one. And it’s totally worth it.
The sky is clear and blue. Mt. Baker is poking through the trees. The air is cool and frosty. The trail is lined with these awesome frost crystals. We’re the only ones around. We snap pictures and admire the sweet alpine meadow. A loud bird noise startles us (we later discover it’s a grouse). We take the right fork that leads to Anderson Lake and spend a few minutes scouting and then crossing the outlet stream from Anderson Lake. Views of Baker are awesome from here! Puddles are frozen over just enough to look artistic and space age. The blueberries – frozen blueberries! – that dot the hills and trails are just as delicious as ever. We spend a few minutes exploring and admiring the best camp spots (we’ll come back when the weather is nice) before we have to turn around and go home. Back across the stream, up the hill, into the meadow, and over the boardwalk. A pair of middle aged men with a dog pass us and we chat about how awesome this spot is.
We eat some snacks when we reach the parking lot, toss our things in the car, and wind our way out along of FR-1107. We’ll be back soon – definitely a spot to return to.