Hike #57: Tumbling Toward Trout
Another recent trip report, another alpine lake hiking plan! I saw a few days ago that two parties have made it to Malachite Lake on the north side of the Alpine Lakes wilderness. Reaching Malachite sounds pretty sketchy, but since I've never been to this area, I figure it's worth a shot. What's more, even if I don't make it to Malachite Lake or nearby Copper Lake, I will definitely reach Trout Lake, since it's at about 2000' and completely melted out already. All of these lakes are on a trail called the West Fork Foss Lakes Trail, which is reached just past the town of Skykomish on US Highway 2. The weather forecast is calling for a mix of rain and sun today; ever the optimist, I hope the sun makes a good showing in the afternoon so I can have some views.
The drive up to the trailhead is pretty, though with with the clouds and a bit of rain, I can't see much scenery. I drive past the Tonga Ridge Road, where I hiked with Jeannie and Allie almost 20 years ago, and the Necklace Valley Trailhead, where I have never been. After a brief stop to cut some branches that are partially blocking the road, I reach the West Fork Foss trailhead, and unsurprisingly, my car is the only one there. Normally this trail would be packed with hikers, but the high lakes aren't melted out yet, and a rainy Friday isn't exactly when the hordes show up. This trail is one of the more well-travelled access points for the ALW, and leads to no fewer than seven lakes - more like 10 or 11 if you're counting those with poor or no trail access.
I suit up in full rain gear today, figuring I can always strip it off later if needed, and set off on the level forest trail. The trail immediately enters the Alpine Lakes Wilderness, and shortly after that I am treated to the sight of waterfalls pouring down the steep cliffs of Malachite Peak to my right. One after the other empties into the West Fork Foss valley, though they're too far away to hear or get a great picture of. Country like this, with its imposing summits and plentiful waterfalls, must have been the inspiration for Rivendell from J.R.R. Tolkien's Lord of the Rings. After about three-fourths of a mile, the trail crosses the West Fork Foss River on an impressive bridge of steel and wood. The river rages below.
After crossing the river, I climb gently through mixed forest for a few minutes and come upon the largest Douglas Fir tree I have seen in my life. The size of this tree is astounding, and it's hopeless trying to get a picture of it. If I had another hiker with me, posing a person next to the tree for scale would be just the ticket. I estimate the trunk must be at least 12' in diameter, and interestingly, the roots of this monster are entirely underground. Normally at the bottom of a tree, you will see it flare out, and you'll often see part of the roots. Not so with this one - it goes straight into the ground without any sign of widening. I'll have to ask my forester friend if this is common with really large trees.
Just before I reach Trout Lake at 1.5 miles, I come across another amazing natural sight. A giant avalanche, or more likely several avalanches, has come across the trail from a chute on Malachite Peak, making it all the way to the river below. On its way, it has dumped several large trees over the trail and knocked down almost all of the trees that were nearby. I knew about this from trip reports, but it's quite another thing to see it in person. The snow is stable and easy to walk on, but unfortunately it has been piled up in alternating ridges and valleys that I must scramble over, along with all the downed trees. I estimate it's probably piled up 10' deep in places, so it may be a while before the tread of the trail can be found and cleared. I make it to the other side without incident, and soon reach Trout Lake.
Trout Lake is not large or extremely deep, but it nonetheless a pretty lake with numerous campsites on the west side of the lake. There is a large grassy day use area, and as I run my hand through the water, I imagine kids swimming in the lake, and casual day-hikers launching floaty toys. As expected, there is no snow here, and this is an easy beginner-friendly destination, only 1.5 miles and 500' up from the car. The clouds are preventing me from capturing any of the surrounding peaks with the lake, so I hope for better weather on the way down. I press onward, beginning the ascent toward Malachite Lake and Copper Lake.
The trail passes through some interesting rocky sections and I start to encounter blowdowns in various stages of clearing - most completely untouched. I suspect that since this trail isn't really melted out, the Forest Service hasn't bothered to take a log-out crew through yet. My trusty trail saw is going to get a workout today! One blowdown I encounter is so massive that I wonder if a crosscut saw team could even manage it - probably 5-6' in diameter. Fortunately, it has fallen across the trail in such a way that you can walk underneath it without too much trouble.
I start to hear the sound of rushing water ahead, and as a I reach a prominent switchback, I arrive at what I believe is Middle Copper Creek Falls. As with the Foss River, this creek is roaring right now, and the waterfall is rather spectacular. A rock formation in the middle of the channel looks almost like giant-sized stairs, and makes for an interesting effect as the water rushes over it.
Continuing upward, I pass one switchback after another, and eventually reach Upper Copper Creek Falls, which is just as impressive. The theme of today's hike is definitely going to be waterfalls! I stop to cut down a vine maple that has fallen squarely across the trail. It has many branches and trunks, as is normal for vine maples, but they're all easy to saw through and throw to the downhill side of the trail. The sun makes an appearance, and I can see new snow near the top of Silver Eagle Peak to the east, but so far the breaks in the clouds and rain have been fleeting. I consider it lucky that it hasn't been stormy or heavily raining, and at times I have been able to shed the rain jacket.
As the trail gets closer to the falls, I come across a small but forceful waterfall pouring right over the trail. Normally it appears there is a log over this water crossing, but the log sits lengthwise in the water and is angled slightly downward. Getting to the other side will be tricky, since there is steep wet rock on both the uphill and downhill sides, and the wet log placed the wrong way in the middle. At least I'm wearing rain gear to keep my clothes somewhat dry, and I get out my trekking poles to stabilize myself as I cross. There is no choice but to step on the wet log, or walk straight through the water gushing from above - I choose the former approach and make it across safely without getting too wet.After this crossing, the trail reenters shaded tall timber, and the snow beings to cover the route. It's generally not hard to follow the trail, since there are boot prints in the snow, and pieces of the trail can be seen in spots where the snow has melted. Before long, I reach what I call a "waterfall garden". A fairly large creek rushes down and across the trail from my right, but the main show is dead ahead. A huge cascade of water pours down to my left, and the entire affair is surrounded by 4-5' of snow. What's even more interesting is the log bridge across the large creek, which looks more like a river at this point. If my map is correct, this is Malachite Creek, the outlet from Malachite Lake. The interesting thing about the bridge is that while it is entirely free of snow, there are snow "walls" about 7-8' high on both sides of it. So, to cross this bridge, one would first need to climb up onto the snow, then somehow safely descend one of these snow walls without falling off the bridge into the water. This is made even more difficult by the fact that the spray from the creek has undercut the side of the snow walls into an overhanging cornice, ready to collapse.
I carefully climb up on the snow next to the bridge, but one peek over the edge tells me there is no safe way across. I decide to ascend the snow on the north side of the creek, to see if if might be possible to ascend to Malachite Lake this way. The lake it about 400' higher, and the earlier trip reporters went this way, which I can tell by their boot prints. While the snow is generally firm, this area is full of large rocks and logs under the snow, and more worryingly, there are many places where I can hear or see water running under the snow. All of these factors mean it's highly likely the snow may collapse under me, and this is not something I feel like dealing with on a solo hike. I traipse around a bit, looking for a place to stop and eat lunch, finally settling on a log with a great view of the minor waterfall I crossed over a the bottom of the gardens.
After lunch, I make my way back down to the trail, marveling at the amount of snow that still needs to melt before the trail is accessible. On my way down the switchbacks, I stop to take a time lapse video of Malachite Falls, and I am surprised to see a couple and their dog ascending the trail with overnight packs on. They are apparently headed for Copper Lake, and I give them all the information I can about the snow conditions above. Heading back down the trail, I stop several times to clear out blowdowns that I bypassed on the way up. I figure that since I didn't make it to the upper lakes, I might as well spend my time clearing the trail for other visitors on the upcoming Memorial Day weekend. As I'm in the middle of clearing a tree just above Trout Lake, I meet the couple and their dog again on the way down. One of them (not the dog!) apparently fell in the creek trying to cross it. Fortunately they seem none the worse for wear, and it looks like they're going to spend the night at Trout Lake.
As I pass Trout Lake, the views have opened up a bit, but it's still hard to see anything up valley from the lake. I know there is another lake up the valley called Delta Lake, and a huge one past that called Otter Lake, but it will require some research or further recon missions to identify the best route to reach them. I make my way across the avalanche debris, marveling again at the waterfalls on Malachite Peak, and reach the car with just enough time to make it home for dinner. On my drive out, the clouds are finally dissipating, and I get a few parting shots of Malachite Peak from the road. This has been a very successful hike and I'm really looking forward to returning when the mountains of snow have subsided.
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