A trip to Tiger Mountain was in order this past weekend as it had been quite sometime since I had been there. My Dad and I used to go there on occasion to go hiking or mountain biking, of course the weather was always nice when we went. Dad isn't that hardcore. It might be one of the last places mountain bikers are allowed, but don't quote me on this. Regardless of the weather, we were going.
It was a dark stormy night... oh wait, that's someone Else's work. It was cloudy, cold, and windy with the summit obscured in fog. If that isn't inviting, then what is. We walked up the logging road the whole time as to not cause any trail damage due to the off season weather. While walking up the road, and by up I mean climbing, there appeared to be some snow on the side of the road. Upon further inspection I think it was left over hail. Still, it felt like it could have snowed.
One thing about hiking in the Pacific Northwest fall weather is that you pretty much have the trail to yourselves. Everyone goes hiking in the summer so that they can come across incredible vistas, not that there is anything wrong with that, but sometimes it's great to walk into the fog and just listen to the landscape. At times it became a little erie. I loved that actually!
I'm not sure how far we got as the path was somewhat obscured so we turned around and headed back.
After all, this was a road less traveled.
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