The North Cascades are a section of the Cascade Range of western North America. They span the border between the Canadian province of British Columbia and the U.S. state of Washington and are officially named in the U.S. and Canada as the Cascade Mountains. ~Wikepedia
This area is a bustling hub over the Fourth of July. So we came in this weekend to avoid the masses.
As the weather outlook worsened, we had to forego Saturday due to the high possibility of rain and snow.
This time we came back with a raft twice the capacity to put the pursuit to rest once and for all.
On our way to the Mission Ridge area, I realized that this was the final ski weekend.
Overnight the Central Cascades weather forecast went from mostly sunny to mostly cloudy.
Climbers sometimes referred to this obscure high point as Hellfire Peak.
A place like Silo Mountain that involved a long walk was perfect for hiding from the mass.
For hikes as straightforward as Lyman Hill, pup and I tend to get ourselves into a pickle.
Some refer to Devils Mountain as a "dumpster dive" destination or the backup of a backup plan.
Pup and I had also climbed the mountain back to back with Dickerman Mountain seven years ago.
Thanks to a two-day-old trip report, highway was still open clear to the trailhead.
It was only a matter of time before we came back to finish singing song of the Three Witches.
Swakane Peak continued to be one of my favorite rainy day and solitude seeking go-tos.
The closest I had been to Mount Stickney was on the long-forgotten trip to Wallace Lake.
Pup and I have been chasing after big mountains nonstop since Memorial Day weekend.
Like Genius, my effort to include the peak in two other trips was also to no avail.