We wandered up into the cascade mountains to check the snow level and there is still so much. I know it's only the beginning of April but I feel like we'll never get into the high alpine. Nick would say I'm being dramatic... Whatever.
We loaded Yukon, and Huck into the truck and drove about 40 minutes down highway 2. It was their longest truck ride and they did great. We weren't able to drive all the way to the trailhead due to snow, so we parked, got out, and hiked a mile to the trail head. The snow was deep and their little legs sunk into it like toothpicks. We assumed the trail wouldn't be as bad because of the thick forest, and most of it wasn't. Even so, all of us got our asses kicked by this one. Sore muscles that haven't been used in a while and the unpredictability of snow didn't help. Half way through our way back to the truck Yukon made a few audible complaints so I slowed the pace. He continued to stay willing to work. Such a loyal boy. Of course Huck was a trooper the entire time, he made it look easy and was ready to keep going.
Barclay has been a favorite of mine for a few years but I've never seen it in the snow. It was worth it, breathtaking. Even the wet feet...