For
many years Mt. Dickerman was a favorite late fall hike. After the first
snowfall the route can often still be followed to the summit. The views
of all the peaks with a fresh coat of snow is spectacular. If too much
snow falls too fast the upper mountain can be a nightmare of waist deep
slogging. A report from the day before showed the conditions to be
almost perfect. Off to Dickerman we went. Janet and Gwen joined me for
this trip. We headed up the Mountain Loop Highway and reached the
trailhead at 8:35 am. There were already about a dozen cars in the lot.
Parked next to us were Mark and Nancy (The Zachster). They joined us
for the rest of the day. It was just below freezing at the trailhead.
Once we started moving I warmed up quickly enough.
The trail gains about 3800' net feet in 4 1/2 miles to the summit. It
is never overly steep but climbs consistently. There are a few flatter
spots after the midway point. The trail was snow free for nearly 1 1/2
miles. There was a little compacted snow/ice that was slippery. Footing
was better when snow covered the trail. I took the short spur that
drops to a view of Big Four. Mostly sunny over the peak. The forecast
was for mostly sunny all day. We were anxious to soak up those terrific
summit views. The switchbacks seem to go on forever. There are always
more than I expect. We finally reached the long leftward traverse. When
we came out of the forest the snow was finally deep enough to cover all
of the trail.
A window gave us a view south to Big Four, Vesper, Sperry, Morning
Star, and Del Campo Peaks. There were some clouds now but still very
nice views. The creek crossing was no problem. A little slick stepping
down into the gully but easy enough. Looking up the creek/waterfall
much of it was ice. Several hundred feet of frozen waterfall.
I've never seen so much ice there. There was only 3 or 4 inches at the
winter route junction. Not nearly enough. We headed on as the route
climbed to the meadows. Just enough snow to cover much of the low bush
huckleberry bushes. The sky was now mostly white though sun shined
through to light up the bright white snow.
We were taking our time. Lots of photos. A number of faster groups
passed on by. Some folks were already heading down. The route climbs up
to the ridge. I looked out to see Mt. Forgotten. the top of
Stillaguamish Peak was in the clouds. Mark and I went all the way up
with just boots. Everyone else had microspikes on. Poles were helpful
too. We traversed to our right until we were under the summit. From
here the trail climbs the mostly open south slope in a series of gentle
switchbacks. Those peaks to the south were now encased in dark clouds.
At one spot I could see the Big Four Ice Caves. We were still in
sunshine. I was plenty warm though the temperature was now in the upper
20s.
As we neared the summit the clouds converged on us. Up from the south
and over from the west. Just a few minutes short of the top the sun
went away for good. We arrived on top to have views north of about 50
feet. All those wonderful snowcapped peaks were lost in a sea of white
and gray. Well, the forecast was not exactly correct. On the positive
side, the wind was still very light. Much warm clothing went on as it
was now about 24 degrees. Instead of a long stay to enjoy the views we
made it a much shorter visit. We headed down just before 1:00 pm after
about 25 minutes on top. My hands were frozen and I had to stop and dig
out my warmest gloves.
We made a lot fewer photo stops on the way down. The view was uniformly
gray. When I mentioned that we were plenty early as it was
only 12:20 pm I received some strange looks. It seems my watch lost 50
minutes on the hike up. What makes this more bizarre is that in two
years of owning this watch it has lost 50 on two occasions now. The
other time was on a hike to Monte
Cristo/Glacier Basin. Both trips
are right near Barlow Pass. I'm now calling it the Barlow Pass
Triangle. Strange things seem to happen to my watch there.
On the way up there was one spot in the lower meadows where standing
water on the trail froze into a sheet of ice. I carefully crossed in on
the way up. On the way down I did not notice it until I was horizontal
on my way down. Definitely by best fall of the year. Other than that
the slick trail provided no problems. As always those long switchbacks
seemed to go on forever. Just beyond the huge rock next to the trail I
found the old 2 mile marker. It is the last one on the trail and the
green color makes it hard to spot. It had begun to snow on the summit
and light and occasionally harder flurries continued much of the way
down. I was afraid it would turn to rain but it never warmed up enough.
So much the better.
As always I was surprised to see folks still heading up late in the
afternoon. If they went to the summit
they would not get down before dark. I was happy to get down in the
waning light. We were down in plenty of time to make most of the drive
home before dark. The bright sunny day forecast was not to be. On the
other hand, the conditions were excellent. No snow on the lower
mountain and not enough to make the upper mountain very difficult.
There was enough snow to cover the upper meadows and flock the trees.
The huge icy waterfall was great too. Last and not least was good
company. Nice to hike with Gwen again for the first time since the
bizarre watch day at Glacier Basin (hey, is there a pattern here?)
Another fun day with Janet. An unexpected treat running into Nancy,
Mark, and Cedar the canine member of the group. No we did not have all
the views hoped for but it was a great day to be hiking in the
mountains.