Mount Hebo
Pioneer Indian Trail in
April
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In mid-April 2003 we decide to take our first Mount Hebo hike
of the year. We aim for the upper trail
to catch early and short blooming wildflowers.
This section of the Pioneer Indian Trail is about 5 miles round trip if
one ends the hike at the old Mount Hebo campground, which we usually do. It is a fairy level not too difficult
trail. The trail from the Old
campground to South Lake is more difficult, becoming very steep and rocky and
the terrain somewhat barren.
After passing the trailhead marker, we are immediately in the
forest. No wildflowers bloom but there
are plenty of thigh high snowdrifts left over from winter. The more we ascend the deeper and more
frequent the snowdrifts become. Some
hardy hikers in our group wade through the drifts to the old Hebo Campground,
others turn back. We don't return until
June and consequently miss the early, short blooming period of many
wildflowers, particularly the White Fawn Lily, one of the most beautiful.
As the weather in 2004 is milder than
it was in 2003, we decide to hike Mount Hebo in mid-April again opining
that perhaps the wildflowers are blooming earlier this year and we don't want
to miss them once more. Even though
it's clear and sunny in Lincoln City and on Highway 101, it's pouring rain on
the trail and only a few Trillium are seen.
Patches of snow linger in low spots on the trail. We know, even discounting the rain, the
farther we ascend the more snow we'll encounter. Abandoning our trek we vow to return in a couple of weeks as
wildflower foliage is beginning to emerge from among the tree limbs and other
winter storm damage littering the forest floor.
On April 30, 2004 we leave the sunny Central Coast and make our second try at
our favorite Mount Hebo trailhead. Once
again it is raining, but hundreds of White Fawn Lilies and Evergreen Violets
drooping from the weight of raindrops line the trail. A few Trilliums turning purple with age and what we guess might
be Oregon Anemones are mixed in with the violets and lilies.
The many facets of this trail become more and more revealed
as we pass through dark, rock laden spots, foggy sections with dead branches
still attached to trees, and flower-lined lush sections, all in a matter of
minutes.
Then suddenly the trees almost disappear and we are on a coastal
prairie reportedly cleared of trees during World War II to create a military
lookout station. While most of the attributes
of the forest are not seen here, we are surprised that hundreds of Fawn Lilies
are dotting the prairie grasses that have not yet reached full summer height.
It begins to rain very hard and
even though we wear Gortex jackets and footwear, our pants become soaked
shedding water into the inside of our boots.
We are also concerned about water-damage to our cameras. Backtracking to our cars we vow to return in
May and, weather permitting, will hike
all the way to the campground.
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