Thanks to Whoopsie's attention to the clock, we left at a decent time, and set a blistering pace. (Who's Whoopsie? A rockstar of a hiker, breast cancer survivor, Iron Man finisher. In her 60s. Boom.)
Blue skies and gentle terrain, mostly downhill, helped us log 11 miles by 1pm. We're getting stronger and faster every day. There also may have been Nutella involved. You don't need to know all our secrets.
When the challenge increased, so did the rewards. I've never even heard of this place, and I've never seen anything so striking.
Impressive from a distance, I don't think any of us were prepared for how spectacular this thing would look when we got closer.
Honestly. I think I'm more impressed by this than I was Crater Lake. Significantly less tourists, too. The trail leads to the other side for more views.
Another couple twisty miles to Thielsen Creek, and unexpected beauty.
This state just doesn't quit.
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