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Timberline Trail

Jon, Dave, and I headed up to Timberline Lodge atop Mt. Hood this last weekend for a quick 2 mile hike up to the Palmer snowfield. While it certainly had nothing on friends Chris and Jenn's summit of Mt. Adams earlier in the day, it was still a good way to burn off some of the beer we were consuming throughout the weekend.

Snow is moved down from the glacier, providing a run back to the lodge.

Snowboarders take a break in front of Mt. Hood.

Palmer Glacier Snow Field

One mile up from Timberline, there's still snow up there (barely).

Taking a run.

Palmer and Dave rest up.

One last run.

The Pacific Crest Trail runs right behind Timberline lodge - 550 miles south of Canada, 2108 miles north of Mexico.

Mt. Hood Photoset

We Didn't Start the (Mt. Hood) Fire

I had never been to Mt. Hood, so it seemed like a good time to head down there after Palmer decided to open up his family's cabin for a weekend. Four of us (Palmer, me, Quinn, and Lindsay) all met up - which was great for me, as I hadn't seen Quinn or Lindsay in ages. We discovered that none of us had lost a taste for beer, in which there was copious amounts of in the cabin fridge, and spent a day up at the Timberline Lodge, setting for not only the movie, The Shining, but a soon to be violation of a Smokey the Bear statue (the nature of which will remain a secret for fear of prosecution). As we were leaving, we noticed a huge plume of smoke rising above the volcano's ridge line. No eruption, just a massive forest fire on the other side. Like sensible people, we decided to see how close we could get to it, stopping only when we reached the fire fighters base camp.

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I had never been to Mt. Hood, so it seemed like a good time to head down there after Palmer decided to open up his family's cabin for a weekend. Four of us (Palmer, me, Quinn, and Lindsay) all met up - which was great for me, as I hadn't seen Quinn or Lindsay in ages. We discovered that none of us had lost a taste for beer, in which there was copious amounts of in the cabin fridge, and spent a day up at the Timberline Lodge, setting for not only the movie, The Shining, but a soon to be violation of a Smokey the Bear statue (the nature of which will remain a secret for fear of prosecution). As we were leaving, we noticed a huge plume of smoke rising above the volcano's ridge line. No eruption, just a massive forest fire on the other side. Like sensible people, we decided to see how close we could get to it, stopping only when we reached the fire fighters base camp.

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