White River Loop (Mt. Hood) 10-12-21
Posted: October 13th, 2021, 2:40 pm
I figured Tuesday was possibly the last day to get to any elevation on Mt. Hood before the snow came in that evening. Also nursing a gimpy knee, I chose a more leisurely route that explored a loop I’d never tried before.
From the White River West SnoPark, I headed up a track alongside the multi-channeled debris-ridden course of the White River, first up on a levee created after the last major washout (you can see the river wants to eat its way through this) and then a moraine ridge dotted with lodgepole pines. A small snowbaby was my first of the season. When I reached the Timberline Trail, I went right for a look up the valley and spotted a coyote foraging among the rubble.
Then I turned up the Timberline Trail heading for Boy Scout Ridge. The tread had one or two inches of recent snow, and almost immediately I found myself following bear tracks. The bear left the trail near the ridge crest before I came to the junction with the PCT.
I took the PCT up to a view across to Timberline Lodge and then a point where I could see a waterfall on the White River’s west source and remnants of the “buried forest,” the remains of conifers interred by pyroclastic flows from Mt. Hood about 250 years ago and subsequently disinterred by the action of the White River.
Then I returned down Boy Scout Ridge on the PCT, getting views under high clouds to Mt. Jefferson and Faith, Hope, and Charity before passing into an old forest of mountain hemlock and subalpine fir.
When I reached the well-signed junction with the Yellow Jacket Ski Trail, I followed an obvious route back to the White River. Almost immediately, I surprised a small herd of elk (their tracks followed the trail in the opposite direction from mine). Unlike most cross-country ski corridors, there is an actual hiker/elk trail here but also a few downed trees, although it seems to get logged out from time to time. I turned down an ATV track used by crews to service a powerline, crossed a PGE bridge, and emerged just above the SnoPark.
From the White River West SnoPark, I headed up a track alongside the multi-channeled debris-ridden course of the White River, first up on a levee created after the last major washout (you can see the river wants to eat its way through this) and then a moraine ridge dotted with lodgepole pines. A small snowbaby was my first of the season. When I reached the Timberline Trail, I went right for a look up the valley and spotted a coyote foraging among the rubble.
Then I turned up the Timberline Trail heading for Boy Scout Ridge. The tread had one or two inches of recent snow, and almost immediately I found myself following bear tracks. The bear left the trail near the ridge crest before I came to the junction with the PCT.
I took the PCT up to a view across to Timberline Lodge and then a point where I could see a waterfall on the White River’s west source and remnants of the “buried forest,” the remains of conifers interred by pyroclastic flows from Mt. Hood about 250 years ago and subsequently disinterred by the action of the White River.
Then I returned down Boy Scout Ridge on the PCT, getting views under high clouds to Mt. Jefferson and Faith, Hope, and Charity before passing into an old forest of mountain hemlock and subalpine fir.
When I reached the well-signed junction with the Yellow Jacket Ski Trail, I followed an obvious route back to the White River. Almost immediately, I surprised a small herd of elk (their tracks followed the trail in the opposite direction from mine). Unlike most cross-country ski corridors, there is an actual hiker/elk trail here but also a few downed trees, although it seems to get logged out from time to time. I turned down an ATV track used by crews to service a powerline, crossed a PGE bridge, and emerged just above the SnoPark.