Yesterday we took the scenic drive through North Cascades National Park and beyond. Our hopes were to see Larches in their fall glory. We may have been a little early, but they were gold near the tree line. Larches are conifers that drop their needles. We see them as the occasional landscape plant, but wanted to see them in more natural settings. We stopped at lots of little overlooks - the reason we didn't make it to Hart's Pass.
This first photo was taken in deep shade by a shaky hand (mine) but I love it anyway. The rocks on this part of the overlook trail were drenched in moss. I think DER found the only non-mossy spot.
This is Rainy Lake - the destination of a short paved, handicapped accessible trail. At the top rim of the cirque you can see some larches. Along this trail we met two schnauzers named Max and Rainy. Rainy is 17 years old and got piggy backed to the trail for the first time in her annual trip to Rainy Lake. On the trail back down from Rainy Lake some gray jays flew right over our heads so close we could feel the air move from the beat of their wings.
This is the view from Washington Pass. Well it is really only part of the view. You walk out on to this promontory of rock and find yourself almost completely surrounded by mountains. It is stunning.
More views of this area to follow.

At higher elevations the huckleberry had turned it's glorious red. The granite outcrop was easy to walk on - a very grippy surface.
More Washington Pass views with larches. We were a little late in the day to get the best light for this spot, but it was spectacular - even as the mountains cast their shadows over the valley floor. DER did some homework on larches. They are deciduous conifers that don't like competition - hence their propensity for the tree line locations. Losing their needles helps them survive the cold during the winter.

One of the features of this area are a series of lakes formed by damming the Skagit River. Diablo Lake is one of these lakes. Diablo Lake is below Ross Lake which stretches up over the Canadian border. The tourquoise blue color is typical of glacier fed lakes.
Yes, the vine maple was changing color, but the sunlight on the maple was hard to comeby and there were not good picture opportunities. You'll just have to imagine the color licking up the ravines and water ways as if they were aflame.
I find my pictures a rather sorry representation of the beauty of the day. I'm kind of glad to know my eye and my heart can still see more than a camera.











