"On the 15th of May, in the Jungle of Nool, In the heat of the day, in the cool of the pool, He was splashing… enjoying the jungle’s great joys… When Horton the elephant heard a small noise." So starts the classic Horton Hears a Who – By Dr. Seuss.
We certainly experienced the heat of the day as we had to park 3 miles from the trailhead. Yes, the forest service's road maintenance hasn't been up to snuff and their lack of water bars turned the road into a raging river this spring. It used to be car passable, now it is four wheel drive only.
We birded our way up finding 24 species. Not too bad. When we finally crested the ridge going into Horton Lake, we found the cool of the pool. The stream had turned the meadow into an ice bath. We waded through checking the creek along the way thinking this might not be cross-able. It appeared to be 5 feet deep, choked with water birch and willows, and running fast. Then we got to the bridge. Yippee!!! We had forgotten about that.
Iris's dominated the meadows and our views keep improving during our final climb. Then we were to the old mine cabins and the lake. It was a longer hike than we had hoped to do, but Horton Lake was worth the walk.
|True enough, but 3 miles up the road from where it should be placed|
|Cloud Ripper is in the background|
|Basin Mountain and a mine road we need to walk up|
|A rock retaining wall along the old mine road|
|Grouse Mountain with Lookout Mountain in the background|