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D. Inscho Not bored yet...
Joined: 28 Feb 2010 Posts: 973 | TRs | Pics Location: Bellingham,WA |
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D. Inscho
Not bored yet...
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Fri Jan 18, 2013 1:22 pm
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My relationship with winter is complicated. I want to delight in it, I want to feel its sting, I want to fear its ruthlessness, and ultimately I want to wish it on its way.
DJI
The room in La Pine had one window, electricity, heat, indoor plumbing, and 96 channels of cable TV for $46.50/night.
La Pine room
Hager Mtn. LO was a frozen shack with 13 windows, a woodstove, carpet, a shed stocked with wood (& snowdrifts), propane lights/stove, sundeck, snowy privy, and pee bucket, all at 7200’ in SE Oregon.
Northern view Hager Mtn LO 7200'
The firebox TV only got one channel, but the reception was good.
Firebox TV, only one channel
Price: $40/night, and a 4 mile/2000’ gain snowshoe approach. Bargain
Home for 9 days Bedroom with view Privy commute
I don't get enough winter in the Pacific NW. These rentals allow me a chance to wade hip deep in snow and cold. Lookouts in particular intensify the experience of sun, storm, and stars.
In the best of conditions it is a room with a view; in the worst it is refuge, but still just a step away from darkness, or light, as the world falls away at one's feet; and the sky with all it has to offer, beckons...
I got lucky on the hike in. Winter storms had been common and fierce in the weeks preceding my arrival, and indeed one was clearing on my arrival in Silver Lake; the drive from La Pine was on a drifted & desolate Rt. 28. A second day of driving gave me needed cushion considering the wintery conditions. I thought the additional time would afford me some local landscape exploration, but really it was confined to more “urban” subject matter.
Radioactive (it says) Pretty pollution in La Pine god and country Parts
Silver Lake lodging was more spartan and quaint, but certainly suiting my needs
Silver Lake lodging
A note on the motel-keeper’s modular home had a personal touch: “David, we’ve gone out to dinner so make yourself at home in room #2. The key is inside.” I was the only guest. Silver Lake was ambitiously platted at about 5 blocks by 8, but it held some interesting subject matter as the last of the storm blew itself out.
Surrender Fallow Flurry Quail Horse garage
My hike-in day dawned clear and cold. Another Winter Storm Warning was issued for the following 2 days. It was a nine-mile drive to the trailhead on road 4-12, 3 of which were unplowed; 4wd got me there and sufficiently parked to the side.
Ready, set, go...
After about 11 hours of driving from Bellingham, my task was finally before me; haul 93lbs of gear and supplies for nine days through snow-covered ponderosa and sage.
Wind's signature Ponderosa forest Trail marker (and an excuse to rest)
It was beautiful. It was hard. It took nearly 5 hours.1.5 miles to go (Lookout in distance) The sign says... cold! Path to LO
The pulk worked really well except for the 3 blowdowns I had to clamber over. Toward the end I could only go 20-30 feet at a time before having to catch my breath; load and altitude really slowed my drive-softened body.
Sign of the season Frosted & stunted
I encountered a departing trio toward the top; they reported ferocious wind the day before, pinning them down inside the structure. Following their established track in the soft snow made hauling and navigation easier. Nonetheless I dumped the pulk pack in the last half-mile due to steep traverses causing the pulk to pull me sideways downslope; I returned for it after dropping the main pack at the LO.
Horse parking Above it all Frosty passage Hey hey Boo boo...
Arrival was sweet. I unpacked for a long stay: clothing in drawers; food in cabinets; bags pulled to regain their loft. I also arranged the interior to my liking and started a fire
Cozy bedroom
A brief nap set things right in mind and body; I was ready to take in my hard-won surroundings: nice bunks, double pane windows, area rug, propane lights/stove, thick insulated walls, a supply of dry wood, and the hallowed woodstove, already audibly ticking off the degrees of warmth in the dimming day.
Living room Kitchen Bunkbeds
Strangely it had no chairs. Fortunately I brought my mattress/pack chair; parked on top of the larger stool, it made a great fire lounger with the lightning stool as an ottoman.
Spindrift
The winter storms over the next 36 hours made a big impression. From the comfort of my toasty 14X14 backcountry penthouse I beheld gouts of snow, cold, and winds that bowed the windows like they were made of jiggling jello.
Between storms Woodwork; "Men's Red High Booties" wood box
Many comments in the logbook mirrored a frightful thought in my head “What if one of these blows out?” Of course, that it was a long-standing concern was somewhat reassuring Meanwhile, the LO shuddered like an imagined Apollo capsule on re-entry and I limited my time outside to absolute necessity.
Chilly dog Frozen sage and ponderosa
I had plenty of time to reflect on other’s accounts in the logbook describing stormy hikes to the LO. They shared stories of obliterated trail, whiteouts, frozen fingers & faces, snow-stung eyes, and desperate thoughts of spending the night on the slopes below. One couple recounted terrific winds & snow that forced them to take grateful refuge in the privy to thaw before blundering onward in search of the LO.
Frosty privy After the storm Very useful for storms
Of course, even with a dedicated pee bucket, my privy moment came the next morning as the storm still raged. Timing was everything in these matters; one must layer top to bottom: boots, fleece, windpants, gloves, hat, and gaiters, down, parka. It was a regular arctic expedition through blowing and drifting snow where the icy whip of winter found its mark. When I got to the shack there was a big drift blocking the door. Fortunately there was a shovel for the task lashed to a post. Hurry hurry, dig dig, hurry open the door… another drift inside. Dig, hurry, dig… then came the 10 degree seat and Venturi-effect vacuum drawing a cold hurricane through the portal. It was not a place to read the morning paper
The woodstove was a real joy; it was visible, audible, and tactile warmth It took very little wood to keep the place abundantly warm so I refined my ability to dampen the fire as low as it would go. Each evening I would revive it and tune in to the Firebox Channel.
Watching the Firebox channel
Programming was limited but entertaining enough, especially for my feet. Bodhran took interest as well.
Fireside during one of the storms
The wood chores were welcome activity in otherwise indolent LO life: hauling, stacking, fine splitting, and kindling work. Allowing the fire to die through the night allowed for a good sleeping temp, usually not much lower than freezing. I had a little trouble with the CO detectors until I realized it was from some live coals emptied into the ash bucket earlier in the morning
Mornings started with first light, beaming Venus on the horizon, and a new fire in the stove. I stretched and meditated with daybreak as cowboy coffee brewed and an orange pecan or mountain blueberry muffin warmed in the oven.
A good seat for the show Daybreak with moon
After partaking of the coffee and muffin sacraments there was plenty to read, lots to write, and always pictures to take.
Morning paper Sittin'-n-writin' spot Brief sunrise flare 3 labels West view- Yamsay, Scott's peak, and Crater Lake
The rimed hut constantly drew my attention through the shifting light. It was architecture at its natural best; great roofline gargoyles of ice, frost filigreed railings, and baroque portals.
Made in Oregon Rime view Hard & soft Fine filigree Scallops
Additionally I found the privy to be of such fine Grecian style that I kept returning to it for photos; sastrugi, frozen sage, and ice-cloaked alpine ponderosa provided endless texture and foreground interest.
"Acrapolis"
As the first storms cleared I began to appreciate the Oregon high desert landscape; volcanic, but hold the ice. Without ice-age glaciers to clean up after them, volcanoes left their lava flows, craters, and buttes in evidence all over; igneous toys in a messy geologic playroom.
Table Rock Distant flurry 2 labels Silver Lake with Fort Rock in background
I also had enough time to take in the last full moon rising in 2012 before it dove into an upper deck of stratus.
The fire within- moonlight shot Moon bubble over desert Moonlight shot with Silver Lake in distance
A colder third storm rolled in from the east Friday night. It was a storm of crystalline flakes that sounded musical on the windows, like broken light bulb glass. Sunday afternoon heralded clearing from the top down with the cloud deck eventually resting peacefully below summit level; we were backstroking above the stratus by 3p.
Table Rock Let the sun shine in Inside-out
I took in views of Shasta, Crater Lake, Steens, Mt Bachelor, Brokentop, The 3 Sisters, and Mt. Jefferson.
The Sisters group Summit shadow Mount Shasta to SW
I found the winter housekeeper as restless as ever up there. She would not abide me even tracking up the path to the privy, nosiree!
Fancy fixtures
It was all smoothed over by mid-day. In stronger fits she would re-arrange the figurative furniture so a body had nothin’ to do but bump into drifts that was yonder yesterday.
Lunar Morning moon
A fella couldn’t count on a clean line from one place to another in a place like that. I figured that’s why men invented winter hideaways, so’s they could smirk while lookin’ out the windows. I smirked some, but not much.
Wind! Has acquired some more white whiskers (his nose isn't really that big) Snow dunes Our star
On clear nights I did tours with the camera to take in the moon, stars, and distant lights of Silver Lake and Burns. It was a bright & beautiful landscape; I stayed out as long as the camera and my fingers could take it.
Hager Mtn LO by moonlight; Silver Lake below
Sleep was deep; as lights were dimmed the windows melted away, leaving a pearl snowscape, stars, Jupiter, and a blue-lit interior. Dreams came easily and stayed longer than usual.
Textures
Shoveling was a feature of every day to keep things cleared out: woodshed, privy, deck, both sets of stairs. Plenty of water up there; just apply heat. Some days required laundry and a bandana-bath to freshen up. Evenings wound down with a mug of rum-fortified hot gluhwein and a ramble outside to take in whatever sunset was in evidence; in any case it was an antidote to cold and stinging snow, and a great way to, as Shakspeare wrote, ...go greet the night.
Last light Hot Gluhwein and last light Sunset
Just being there, in whatever moment that shook my hand, became easier over the many days & nights. Leaving was surprisingly difficult despite my hankering for indoor plumbing and cotton clothing.
Frosted ponderosa
The last night, New Year’s eve, was perfectly contemplative and peaceful. Abundantly clear skies finally prevailed with the lights of civilization below, and a celestial display above. I had a long drive home the next day.
Fire on the mountain
Upon turning out the lights at about 9p, I spotted a yellow flashing light on road 4-12 below. It looked as though the Lake County grader was plowing the 3 mile section to the TH. I went to sleep with one less concern on my mind.
Departing load
Hager Mountain Lookout from David Inscho on Vimeo.
This Hager Mtn. trip was a solitary time in a high frozen place. There were short days of winter storms and sun, long cold nights of stars, and snow that sounded like sand on the wind against the windows.
My small mountaintop world
It was a treasured experience made cozy by a generously windowed shack and a woodstove in the SE corner. I was freed to marvel at the force of a frozen wind, delight in crystalline flakes, feel the weight of welcome silence, and capture a confluence of moon, snow, and vivid sunlight. It was a fabulous encounter in a fortunate life; the smile on my face will endure for some time as we ride the long night back toward the bright side of the season May the horizon of the new year lean away with promise...
http://david-inscho.smugmug.com/
The key to a successful trip is to do the planning during work hours. -- John Muir
“My most memorable hikes can be classified as 'Shortcuts that Backfired'.” --Ed Abbey
http://david-inscho.smugmug.com/
The key to a successful trip is to do the planning during work hours. -- John Muir
“My most memorable hikes can be classified as 'Shortcuts that Backfired'.” --Ed Abbey
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Jeb Summit Driven
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Fri Jan 18, 2013 1:51 pm
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Best trip report I have read all year.
Thanks for sharing
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Ingunn Hiking Viking
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Fri Jan 18, 2013 1:55 pm
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It'll be hard to beat this one for trip report of the year. Love it.
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Roly Poly Member
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Stunning photography. You really capture the ambiance. Great dog, too!
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tdub Member
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Fri Jan 18, 2013 4:45 pm
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TERRIFIC pics. Hager is a great place.
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iron Member
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like2thruhike Member
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Top notch photography and creative writing!
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Get Out and Go Member
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Outstanding! You always do some cool trips & reports, but this one is particularly compelling for me. (Must be some of that Oregon blood in my veins. ) Oh yeah, I too, clicked on every photo and then again......Thanks for your effort and sharing, David.
"These are the places you will find me hiding'...These are the places I will always go."
(Down in the Valley by The Head and The Heart)
"Sometimes you're happy. Sometimes you cry.
Half of me is ocean. Half of me is sky."
(Thanks, Tom Petty)
"These are the places you will find me hiding'...These are the places I will always go."
(Down in the Valley by The Head and The Heart)
"Sometimes you're happy. Sometimes you cry.
Half of me is ocean. Half of me is sky."
(Thanks, Tom Petty)
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mike Member
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Fri Jan 18, 2013 9:24 pm
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Beautiful! Sure looked different last May when we went by there.
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Hiker Mama Member
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Incredible! What a unique experience.
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EastKing Surfing and Hiking
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Sat Jan 19, 2013 1:26 am
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Awesome trip report!
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Saw the depths of despair. Now I am salvaging what time I have left on Earth.
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lookout bob WTA proponent.....
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Sat Jan 19, 2013 9:16 am
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"Altitude is its own reward"
John Jerome ( from "On Mountains")
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marta wildflower maven
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Sat Jan 19, 2013 11:25 am
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Beautiful - both the photos and the story. I was looking forward to your report and wondered how you managed. I loved last year's experience in the Blues but this really tops it. I agree - best report of the year.
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hikerdad Hike On
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Glad you had your puppy with you!
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