July 19, 1986
Lowder Mountain trekkers enjoyed a marvelously sunny, warm day in mid-July. We enjoyed stopping to view the many blooming wildflowers, therefore, didn’t get to our lunch stop ’til nearly 1 p.m. although we started up the trail at 10:15 a.m. We saw lots of candy flower (many blossoms much larger than usual), Canadian dogwood, lupine, columbine, two kinds of pyrola, barely beginning to bloom pipsissewa, wild ginger, blue gilia, scarlet gilia, dock, mountain aster, cone flower, cow parsnip, devil’s club plus many others along the shaded, wooded trail and in the meadows; on top we enjoyed seeing cat’s ear, pussy paws, penstemon, parrotbeak and lots of chickweed, to name only a few.
As we progressed slowly up the trail we had views of Mt. Bachelor, Olallie Butte, Maiden Peak, Pyramid, Diamond Peak, Indian Ridge with many other points in between; we looked down into the French Pete Valley and exclaimed of the beauty of the unbroken carpet of forest. One of our stops was the “rock garden” where most of the flowers had finished blooming, although there were a few sedum blossoming, however, the view of the mountains from there was beautiful.
Although a new trail is being constructed up the steep slope from the regular trail along the contour of the mountain, we could not use it as not enough was completed. It was a huffer and puffer on this warm day as we ascended the slope, some on the tail end arriving on top many minutes after the first to ascend. We all gathered together there and proceeded across the flat mountain top to the eastern edge where we could look many feet down into two jewel-like lakes, then raise our eyes to the splendor of the high Cascades viewing those majestic peaks from Mt. Hood to Bachelor. We also enjoyed those mountains in between as well as those closer at hand such as O’Leary and Horsepasture. The clouds across the bright blue sky were interesting to watch change formation. And, for awhile we were fascinated by a large, bright shimmering light from one of the lesser peaks, probably Frizzel Point, but we were never able to discover what caused it—maybe a reflection from a car windshield or a relay reflector of some description. Soon the sun changed its position and the light was gone.
At 2 p.m., after a leisurely lunch on top of Lowder’s eastern escarpment, we began our return trip, stopping at the rocks where the Indians formerly ground their berries and other foods while camped on top for the celebrations between tribes of the western valley and of the eastern plains. We were much speedier on our way out and were in our cars for the return to Eugene by 3:30 p.m.
Enjoying this lovely outing were Clair Cooley, Jeanie Holmes, Carrie McClish, Dewey Porter, Helen Lynch, Kathleen Eldred, Marjorie Kelm, Ted Briles, Doug Long, Donna Holland, Gary Marx, Pat Shaw, Edythe Pearson, Eleanor Wilkerson, Bob Foster, Joan Keigher and leader Lois Schreiner.