Felt like the Stampers, I did. Hiking in the Coastal Mountains always reminds me of Ken Kesey’s ode to the old-time logging families in Sometimes a Great Notion. Without a doubt, it is verdant and beautiful country.
On an early December weekend I drove almost to the crest of the Coastal Range, stopping next to Highway 6 at the entrance to the road to the Gales Creek Forest Camp. After four years the Gales Creek Trail had been repaired and reopened earlier in the year.
After crossing Gales Creek on a footbridge about 1.5 miles from the car, I headed up the pleasant trail in the Gales Creek Valley.
It was raining and the side streams were very high. I successfully forded many of them before coming to a slick foot-log bridge over a cascading stream roughly 4 3/4 miles into the hike. The crest of the Coastal Mountains was only a little over two miles in distance, but I didn’t chance crossing the foot-log as a solo hiker. It’s just not worth the risk. Instead I found a relatively dry spot under some trees and enjoyed a pleasant lunch.
Then, it was off to the trailhead. All in all the hike was 9.7 miles in length with 1,400 feet of elevation gain.
A nice way to spend a rainy day.