Thursday evening we drove up to the Harts Pass area.
Arriving at the Pacific Crest Trail parking area right at dark,
we got out of the car to discover two thru hikers camping right there.
After a lovely conversation and a congratulations on their nearing accomplishment,
we started off on the trail.
A five mile night hike along the PCT, a fun adventure.
The moon was shining bright, and the trail felt smooth.
After some late night and early morning snow,
we spent a little time exploring the area around our camp spot.
The sun did not emerge as we had hoped, but teased us with little glimpses here and there.
We continued down the trail a couple more miles.
We were treated with a few moments of sun gracing the landscape around us.
And blessed with the experience of the larches changing colour.
And on our return visit we were blessed with several very special wildlife encounters.
A Golden Eagle drifted upon a thermal, gently raising into the sky.
Then we happened upon a family of 5 ptarmigan.
What gentle and sweet souls they were.
They so enjoyed our presence, that we were able to walk with them for about a quarter of a mile.
They simply wandered along the trail in front of us,
sometimes dipping down below the trail,
and returning to visit with us as we all strolled along.
When they finally decided to wander down the hill and say their goodbyes, we continued along.
Then what would be lumbering along the trail in front of us?
What an amazing treat it was to see this grand creature.
He waddled down the trail in front of us, his quills gently swaying back and forth.
His nervousness got the better of him, and he started trotting a little faster.
Eventually he found a stand of trees next to the trail to hide himself in,
and after talking to him for a few minutes we said our goodbyes and continued on.
It was an invigorating, exciting, and blessed trip.
To see Bernie’s perspective on our outing, visit Here.