Summer at Ross Lake, part 1

This time two years ago, Phillip and I pulled out our gear in preparation of a fourth of July spent hiking and canoeing at Ross Lake in Washington’s North Cascades with a few great outdoorsy buddies. A trip a bit unlike any other we’d embarked on before, we had a total of 40 nautical miles to tackle en route to and from our campsite and for various other destinations around the lake. My arms twitch in protest just thinking about all the hours spent paddling.

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We camped nearby to get an early start the following morning. The trip started with a mile-long hike, downhill to the shore of Ross Lake, where we found a wooden box with a telephone inside. We picked up the phone, which connected us to the staff of the Ross Lake Resort (known for its picturesque floating cabins) who sent a big electric boat across the water to pick us up and take us to the resort.

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There we stayed long enough to rent our canoes and for me to slip into the new pair of chacos I grabbed for a steal at the REI garage sale. Very PNW of me.

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Then the five of us piled into two canoes and paddled out, destination Lightning Creek Boat Camp. As the crow flies it’s about twelve miles away, but we were some seriously waterlogged crows and with some crooked steering I would be surprised if we made it there in less than fifteen!

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After a few sappy pit stops, we eventually got our “sea arms” and cruised into camp. But we didn’t stay put for long and after unloading the boats we were out exploring some of the lake’s many inlets.

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Exhausted, we returned to camp for a quick dinner before turning in for the night. Breakfast the next morning roused us only so much – we were really feeling the previous day’s paddling. Luckily, this day’s itinerary only featured two miles of rowing – the distance to and from the trailhead for Desolation Peak. We had prepped for the trip by reading a few chapters of Jack Kerouac’s “Desolation Angels,” written while he manned the fire lookout atop the peak in the summer of 1956.

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If Jack could make the trek (4400-foot elevation gain over 4.8 miles), then we could, too. Only later did I learn that all of his gear, while arguably a lot bulkier than our daypacks, was carried up the mountain by a donkey. What luxury!

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I lagged dramatically behind the group, which would have made for a triumphant photo finish, if I hadn’t been a bit skeptical of having reached the top. A number of false summits had shaken my confidence, until I finally found the guys again, each in a state of either napping, snacking, or downward dog. Then I caught sight of the fire lookout and that magnificent peak to the north: “Hozomeen, Hozomeen, most beautiful mountain I ever seen!”

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After much rest and relaxation, we started our descent back down to our canoes. Back at our campsite, celebratory drinks were consumed (thumbs up to Phillip for packing in a couple of limes).

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After a spot of dinner and some light reading, we were ready to say goodnight to Ross Lake.

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