Something about October makes me want to run around in the mountains. Maybe it's because I know the snow is coming and soon my car will weep at the thought of gaining more than a few hundred feet in elevation. Anyhow I took the dogs up to Timothy Lake near Mt. Hood for a hike Saturday morning.
I don't know what we have done to deserve this amazing weather, or what we will have to suffer to pay for it, but I will try not to think about it...
The first bird I saw on the lake was chilly little Eared Grebe.
I noted five Barrow's Goldeneyes flying by, and it was only after looking at my photos that I realized one was an imposter.
I spooked a couple more Buffleheads when I crept out of the woods onto the beach.
Most of my hike I could see at least three Common Loons out on the water at one time, possibly up to five at one point.
We had hiked a couple miles when I realized I had not brought any water and should probably not try to hike the entire lake- a 13 mile loop. It was a bummer but a lovely hike regardless. On the way back the mergansers were all out and about...
Of course this happened:
After Timothy Lake I had hoped to finally track down Frying Pan Lake. I drove down a bunch of random forest roads till I amazingly ended up in the right area. This is not a popular area by any means. The road that leads to the lake is a rocky dirt road so I parked at the end of the road and walked in with the dogs. Just as I was thinking I might pop a squat I heard a man say Hey there!
Fact: no matter how nice and normal a man might seem, if he pops out of the trees with no apparent reason for being there, he is a serial killer/rapist/psycho in my eyes. The man introduced himself and asked if I was mushroom picking. I said no I was looking for the lake and he pointed me in the direction of it. By the time I got to the lake I felt super creeped out and only took four shots that all looked like this:
I walked back to the car super uneasy. We drove back up the road and saw the guy again, still with no apparent reason for being there. I would have felt better if he had a gun or something because at least hunting seems legit there. Good/creepy times.