August 14, 1982
A party of five left at 6:00 a.m. under threatening clouds, and drove through
light rain all the way to Frog Camp.
On trail we had a mist or fog much of the trip.
We were not able to see the mountains and sometimes couldn’t see
very far down the trail.
Plants were in bloom, including pine sap just coming up, bear grass, penstemon
and many other small things.
Even found a few ripe red huckleberries.
Also saw several times a fisher (mink related, only larger) in the lava as we came out.
Harvested a number of coral mushroom (edible) as well as some bear grass
leaves (for a basketmaker in Shungopovi, Arizona).
Told “here is where Indians chipped arrowheads” one of us said,
“Like this?” and picked one up.
Everybody enjoyed the cool hiking and mysterious-looking surroundings, but thought
we might come back next year in order to see the mountains.
Enjoying the trip were Barbara Elsen, Rod Graves, Ken Masterson,
Robin and Ken Lodewick, leader.