Devils Mountain by Mount Vernon / 靠弗農山的魔鬼山

Some refer to Devils Mountain as a “dumpster dive.” Or the backup of a backup plan. But for us, it was merely finding a place with a lower chance of rainfall and shorter distance. Then the weather turned out way better than yesterday’s downpour.

Devils Mountain communication towers
Devils Mountain communication towers

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Devils Mountain at a Glance

Access: Devils Mountain Road
Round Trip: 4.3 miles
Elevation Range: 760′-1727′
Gear: none
GPS Track: available
Dog-Friendly: yes

Amick Road

We pulled off to the side of the Amick Road by the Devils Mountain Road junction. Then I saw a man and his dog going inside the only car by the gate. But they left shortly after.

Just as we took off, a neighborhood dog skittishly made his way toward us. So we waited around until the owner showed up a few minutes later. Then we left after a brief talk.

Skittish Joshua
Skittish Joshua

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Devils Mountain Road

There wasn’t much to see, partly because of the cloudy weather. But we were also in the forest. Later, I spotted a tiny, abandoned house by the roadway. It even came with a treehouse.

The hike was just two miles each way. So it didn’t take very long to go up to the northwest saddle. Then Scott Mountain was our only view west of there.

Big Lake below Devils Mountain
Big Lake below Devils Mountain

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Devils Mountain Summit

Several communication towers marked the top of this mountain. There were also a few small utility buildings east of the saddle. But there wasn’t much view up here to enjoy.

After a few minutes, we continued east on the road for 500′. Then we went up to the shorter high point. Here we saw Big Lake, some of Devils Lake, and eastern peaks under heavy clouds.

Ridge bumps
Ridge bumps

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Finding More Views

Later, we went down to the spur road south of the summit. I thought we would perhaps find more views there. Sure enough. There we enjoyed the unobstructed views out to the west.

I wanted to stay a while longer. But then the rain came. Then the flurries followed right behind. But views out to Puget Sound would have been much grander if it weren’t for the poor weather.

Conway and islands
Conway and islands

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Outro

The rain stopped just as we were leaving. Later, we drove past Little Mountain Park on the way down. Then I turned the car around and pulled into the parking lot. I thought we could add another short hike.

But, as luck would have it. The rain came back right then.

Leaving Devils Mountain
Leaving Devils Mountain

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This Post Has 2 Comments

  1. Lisa

    I came across this post after searching to see if I could find photos of “my” mountain. I would love to gave a chance to share with you……that photo of the abandoned house was my family’s. There was a beautiful cabin just 50 ft or so to the left side of it. So the pic is of our shed. I raised my rabbits there. Worked on my dads bulldozer next to it. Sat nearby and watched my dad sharpen his chainsaw. After we moved up to our new house on the next road, Chanterelle Lane (we owned ALL the land between Devil’s Mtn. Road and Chanterelle) and my parents divorced, my dad had to move out of our cabin and rent it to make money. He lived in that shed. It was his home for a time. Your photo made me cry. Mostly happy tears. I never thought that I would see it again….I live on the other side of the country. And I knew our beautiful hand built cabin was torn down. You titled your picture “Memory”. My shed where I played with imaginary friends, held my rabbits, ate huckleberries, climbed on bulldozers, sorted tools, cared for a porcupine quilled dog, sat on the hood of our 1969 black Camero, picked Salmon berries, built endless forts, raced horses with my cousin up that road, and where I looked with suspicion at anyone driving up the road to find the lake (or to access the towers — every company up there had to have an easement contract with us) ….you gave the title “memory”. How fitting. I would love to share a couple pictures with you of the beautiful house that used to stand there, if you were interested. Thank you. I see that people call it the Dumpster Dive hike, but it used to be beautiful before logging and the destruction of my home. That pic means a lot. Thank you.
    Lisa Usher (Jeffries)
    Happymainemom@yahoo.com

    1. onehikeaweek

      Hi Lisa,

      I hope all is well on the other side of the country! Thanks so much for sharing the touching story! I also shared it with a few friends. You never know what you might come across on a hike as straightforward as Devils Mountain. I’ve often pondered the back story of some of the artifacts I find during a walk. In life, we often underestimate the power of things we find trivial. But we only come to appreciate them when we understand the full story.

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