Jerry,
You must have forgotten to post about our amazing hike today (er, Friday 8/24). Well maybe you are busy. I will fill in your fans, and tell it from my perspective.
My name is Don, and my son (Preston) invited me to go hiking with him in the Goat Rocks area of the Cascade Mountains. He also invited four of his friends. Three of his friends cancelled. So Preston, Andrew, and I left our place to hike in the Goat Rocks area (about an hour's drive).
Preston has been in the area before, so he is driving. He turns left at this unmarked "Y" in the road, and right at that one. (Does he see a mark on a tree? Are we on the right road?) Eventually we are on this crude, one-lane logging road. We are still climbing, but a pickup with camper is on the road, but stopped. As we slowly try to drive around him, he flags us to stop. Preston talks to this camper dude and discovers that we all want to go to the same trailhead, but camper dude couldn't find it. Ahh, that's because he took the wrong turn at the next unmarked "Y" that we have yet to see. So Preston leads in our front-wheel drive minivan and camper dude follows. I am watching the gas guage. Yes, we did leave town with a "half-tank" but the gas guage was in a real hurry to hit the "quarter-tank" mark. When we find a wide spot in the road, I ask Preston to pull off. We should be about a mile from the trailhead, but we could walk it.
Camper dude stops and parks at the same wide spot. He's been watching his fuel guage, too!! Camper dude introduces himself (Jerry) and his passengers, Yukon, Montana, Louise and Mathias. Then Jerry says these two (Louise and Mathias) are hitchhikers that he picked up. And Camper dude holds up the sign that they were holding beside the road: FRENCH STUDENTS. They are slowly making their way from Los Angeles to Vancouver BC, where they will be students (University of British Columbia) for the coming school year. The best part: They speak much better English than I speak French!
We had a GREAT day for hiking! Blue sky, great company, nice trail, and a good mountain. We hiked to the top, relaxed, ate lunch, took pictures and came down. Preston enjoyed sliding down a snow field in his sport shoes (skiing, sort of). Yukon and Montana enjoyed the hike, too. On the way back to the vehicles, the canines took a diversion (through the woods) to chase some deer. I never saw the deer, but we heard running that sounded more like deer than dogs, and the dogs were very reluctant to respond to Jerry's beckoning whistle. I honestly expected to wait 30-40 minutes for Jerry to reclaim the dogs, but it only took about half that long.
Oh, and donuts. I brought a box of donuts because I expected that Preston's friends would like them. Since there were only three of us in our van, I offered donuts to Jerry, Louise & Mathias. They were delighted.
We had a great day. And Jerry, I expect to see you where I work someday. Maybe this year or maybe next year...
Enjoy your adventures!