Tuesday, November 25, 2025

North Cascades NP - Heather-Maple Pass Loop

Those of you that have followed my blog for awhile know that I love National Parks and try to visit as many as possible.  My neighboring state of Washington happens to have three.  Two of the parks I've been to multiple times but the third has always eluded me.  Although I'd planned trips there for the past two years, something always came up (usually wildfires) and forced me to cancel.  But this summer I was determined that 2025 was going to be my year - North Cascades National Park or bust!


Fantastic mountain views along highway 20

North Cascades NP isn't an easy place to reach.  Located in Central Washington's far northern Cascade Mountains, it's only 5 miles from the Canadian border.  It's a three hour drive from Seattle, and a whopping 7 hour commute from where I live in Portland.  At more than 500,000 acres, it's the largest of Washington's three National Parks.  It's also very spread out - consisting of a northern and southern section, split by the Skagit River.  North Cascades NP has the distinction of being one of the least visited of the US National Parks, probably due to the remoteness of its location.


Rainy Lake

The big attraction at North Cascades NP is the plethora of incredible hiking trails.  Many paths lead high into the mountains to beautiful wildflower meadows, craggy mountain views, lovely alpine lakes, and dazzling fall colors.  One of the most popular hikes is the Heather-Maple Pass Loop.  For years I'd seen photographs and read descriptions posted online about this stunning trail.  It was number one on my hiking list, if and when I ever visited.


The famous trail begins!

The planets finally aligned this year, and I picked a few days in the last week of August for my visit.  I made reservations in the town of Winthrop, east of the mountains, and crossed my fingers that no wildfires would start between now and then.

Fast forward to my departure date - a heat wave had struck the Pacific NW, and temps were predicted to soar into the 100's on the east side of the Washington Cascades.  I'm a huge wimp when it comes to hiking in hot weather, and considered cancelling my trip for a third year in a row.  But then I decided, enough with the excuses!  If I didn't go now, when would I get there?  So I sucked it up, and endured the 7 hour drive in temps that climbed to 104 degrees at one point.


After about a mile of climbing, I started to see mountains

It was a toasty 100 degrees when I pulled into my motel at Winthrop, Washington.  After sitting in my car all day, I had to get out and stretch my legs despite the heat.  From my motel it was about a mile to the town's main drag.  Winthrop was a cute, western-themed hamlet, but definitely touristy!  Although the place had many restaurants, I was surprised to find only a hamburger joint open on a Monday night in late August.  I had a mediocre hamburger for dinner, and then headed back to my air-conditioned room for an early bedtime.  In hopes of beating the heat, I planned an early wake-up call the following morning.


My first view of Lake Ann

The sun was just beginning to peek over the mountaintops as I left my motel in Winthrop the next morning.  My day's destination - Rainy Pass, the trailhead for the Heather-Maple Pass Loop.  Following US Hwy 20, it was about a 45-mile drive.  At first the road stayed relatively flat, and meandered through lovely meadows of the Methow Valley.  But then after 20-some miles, the highway began to climb abruptly.  Tall jagged peaks lined the road, some illuminated pink by morning sunlight.  The scene was so beautiful I just had to take advantage of a nearby roadside pullout for some photographs.  After navigating a gnarly nearly 360-degree switchback, I drove by Washington Pass and the road mellowed out a bit.  Rainy Pass came into view, and I followed a bumpy gravel road to the parking area.


Narrow trail perched on the edge

Although it was barely 7 am, I found the large parking area already 2/3 full.  While putting on my boots, I struck up a conversation with the lady parked next to me.  Having hiked Heather-Maple Pass several times, she recommended I navigate the loop in a clockwise direction.  Evidentially I'd get the steep climbing out of the way first and the descent would be more gradual.  Knowing next to nothing about this trail, I took her advice to heart and started my journey near the paved path at the parking lot's southern end, the start of the clockwise loop.


Rainy Lake is wayyy down there!

Following this paved trail for a half mile took me to a junction.  The left fork took hikers uphill to the Heather-Maple loop, while the right fork headed to Rainy Lake.  The lady to the trailhead had recommended a visit to this lake, so I again took her advice and headed right.


Bright red mountain ash berries

What a worthwhile detour!  This little alpine lake was a gem, nestled in a bowl surrounded by mountain peaks.  It's calm waters reflected nearby craggy cliffs and forests, while pebbly clouds filled the sky.  The only issue was early morning light cast Rainy Lake in shadows, making photography difficult.  But aside from that, I was happy I'd traveled the extra distance.


I could see Hwy 20 far, far below

Returning to the paved path, I quickly covered the half mile back to the Heather-Maple junction once again.  This time, I took the left fork and quickly began climbing.  I switchbacked through thick forests of subalpine fir and spruce, occasionally getting a glimpse of the surrounding mountains through gaps in the trees.


Fall colors just getting started

At a talus slope caused by a long-ago avalanche, I heard the "meep" of a pika, and paused to see if I could spot the little creature.  While I was searching the slopes, a nice couple caught up to me.  We chatted and I found out they were from Ohio, and also National Park junkies like me.  After comparing notes on which parks we'd visited, the couple went on their way.  I lingered a few minutes longer, taking in the panoramic mountain views from the avalanche chute's clearing.


Lush, green mountain meadow

Beyond the talus slope were more switchbacks, and more steep grades.  The temperature was starting to rise, and sweat streamed down my body.  Not far up the trail, I again ran into the Ohio couple, taking a break and staring at the view down below.  It was a nice glimpse of Rainy Lake, but the sun was shining in the wrong direction for photographs.


Jagged peaks

For the next half mile, the switchbacks continued steeply up the mountainside.  I kept running into my new Ohio friends taking rest breaks, and we leapfrogged each other.  Finally, the terrain flattened out a bit, and they surged ahead.


Long switchback to Maple Pass

Climbing higher, the forest started to dwindle, and mountain views became more constant.  And boy were there mountains!  It was a 360 degree wall of peaks in every direction, as far as my eye could see.  The mountains were tall and spiky, with rough rocky sides.  I thought they were very similar to the Swiss Alps.


Lake Ann surrounded by mountains

The trail continued atop a high ledge, perched precariously on the side of a cliff.  I could see Rainy Lake, far, far below.  I followed this path into a lovely, green alpine meadow.  Views were spectacular here.  I could see the shiny ribbon of highway 20 winding between tall peaks, very far away.  It being late August, I'd missed peak wildflower season.  However, some of the foliage here was already beginning its fall color transition, and I glimpsed a bit of rusty, reddish hues along the trail.


Prominent viewpoint

Now above treeline, the sun beat mercilessly upon my body.  Knowing it would be a hot hike, I'd brought a full bladder of water, and made sure to drink frequently.  Although this hike was only 2200 feet of total elevation gain, the scorching heat made it seem much more difficult.


Looking back at the trail switchbacks

Approaching an open alpine meadow, the trail switchbacked in large zig-zags up its barren slope.  I noticed lots of people standing at the top of this incline.  A hiker passing by told me that was Maple Pass.  I was almost there!


The views atop Maple Pass were nothing short of incredible


This final climb took a bit of time.  By now it was noon, and after ascending all morning, I was hot and tired.  A wide ridge about halfway up gave great views of another alpine lake.  My map identified it as Lake Ann.  The scenery was so outstanding, several people were stopping here and taking photos.  It was a great place for "I was here" and "top of the world" pictures.  I offered to take photos for a young couple and they returned the favor.


The rocky top of Maple Pass

Then it was back to the uphill slog.  The top so close now, I just put my head down and kept moving.  And finally the trail flattened out and I found myself atop Maple Pass.  Woo-hoo!  And who did I meet upon my arrival?  My Ohio friends, who were just getting ready to head back down.


Tired and sweaty, but happy

At 6,650 feet, Maple Pass formed the border with North Cascades NP.  I'd officially been on National Forest land all the way up to this point.  The National Park stretched to the west of Maple Pass.  So I'd be skirting the NP boundary on my return trip back down.  There was an iconic wooden sign at Maple Pass denoting the park boundary, but I'd learned it had fallen into disrepair and had to be taken down.  So there was no official sign here anymore.


The loop continuation had amazing mountain views

Famished, I found a place to sit amongst the rocky summit and pulled out my lunch.  It was nice to have a break, and what a beautiful view!  A sea of jagged, tall peaks stretched in every direction.  The mountains were massive and there were so many!  I was lucky to have a clear, sunny day to enjoy the panorama.  But I discovered sitting in this open summit area was awfully hot.  The sun beat down upon my head and I could feel the heat radiating off nearby rocks and soil.  Too hot for my liking, it was time to return to the shady treeline.  I cut my lunch break short, packed up, and started my descent.



So many mountains!

The trip back to the trailhead was just as stunning.  To begin, I wandered along a wide-open ridge, strewn with rocks.  The panoramic mountain views were absolutely breathtaking.  The trail led me along the base of several steep, gray granite peaks.


A few picturesque tall peaks

After traversing this ridge for about a half mile, my path began to gently descend towards a green slope.  Trees began to appear once again.  I passed many sweaty people huffing and puffing uphill in the opposite direction.  They all looked so miserable in the afternoon heat.  I was grateful I'd started my hike early and took advantage of cooler temperatures for my climb.


Heading downhill through a lovely meadow

I traversed across a steep slope with a lovely, green alpine meadow.  Up ahead I saw a group of hikers stopped taking photographs of something downslope.  What were they looking at?  When I reached the same area, I immediately understood why.  Below was a spectacular view of Lake Ann, ringed by tree-clad mountains.  This was the iconic view I'd seen posted on many, many trip reports from the Heather-Maple Pass trail.
 

Fabulous Lake Ann views

This stunning scene kept my camera busy for quite awhile!  The green slopes had a few straggler wildflowers still in bloom.  And I loved the turquoise waters of Lake Ann.


Lake Ann and mountain ash

Finally, I tore myself away and kept descending.  The forest returned, as did lots of mountain ash bushes, their berries a bright red.


The downhill trail continued to impress

At one sharp bend in the trail, I was treated to a bit of fall color, leaves just starting to turn on a few bushes.  


More fall colors


The steep slopes were full of more mountain ash.  I just loved their colorful berries!


Prolific mountain ash 

I came to a trail junction where a group of young female backpackers had gathered.  These women were heading towards distant Wing Lake and decided to take a break.  From a nearby sign I learned that this junction was Heather Pass.  It was so forested and didn't appear to be a high point, so I wasn't really sure what made it a mountain pass.  


Nice views of Lake Ann as I descended

From Heather Pass, the trail marched downward along a rocky ledge.  Great views of Lake Ann accompanied my descent, interrupted by frequent photo stops. 


Mountain reflections in Lake Ann


At a large talus slope, I noticed the nearby mountains reflecting off Lake Ann's waters.


Narrow, rocky trail

After traveling along with Lake Ann by my side for about half a mile, the trail turned away and I bid this lovely alpine lake a fond farewell.  Further downhill, a side trail took hikers to its shores.  However, I was tired and ready to be done, so decided to forego this detour.  Maybe another time!


Final glimpse of Lake Ann


Now I was back into the thick forest again.  On this side of the loop, however, the tree gaps were more frequent, and I was treated many mountain views.


Mountain peek-a-boo

I passed through another large talus slope framed by a green meadow.  Again, I heard the familiar "meep" of pikas.  This time I was lucky and spotted one sunning himself on the rocks.  Unfortunately I didn't bring my big zoom lens, so had to make do with my landscape lens.  Can you spot the little guy in the image below?  


Passed a talus slope full of pikas

This large mountain meadow was quite stunning.  There was an abundance of green vegetation, despite it being late August.  A few pointy mountains flanked the forest edge.


One last clearing with mountain views

From the large meadow, my path continued down at a steep grade.  Surrounded by trees, there were no more mountain views.  I put my head down and covered the final mile quickly.  It was wonderful to see my car in the parking area, and even nicer to shed my hot hiking boots.  I guzzled down a cold water bottle stashed in my car.  I'd completed the Heather-Maple Pass loop, a hike I'd wanted to do for many years!  My total milage came to 8.8 miles with 2200 feet elevation gain.  However, the day's heat had made this hike seem much tougher.


Green meadow with lots of mountain ash bushes

After completing this trek, I hopped in my car and drove 40 miles westward down Highway 20 to the North Cascade National Park visitor center.  Although it was in the opposite direction of where I was staying in Winthrop, I decided this was my only chance to make an "official" visit to this park.  An official visit meant I picked up a park map and purchased a pin. (I collect both pins and maps from each National Park I've been to)


Diablo Lake

On the way to the visitor center, I drove by Diablo Lake.  Due to glacial silt, this lake was a unique shade of blue-gray.  Part of North Cascades NP, it was the most visited portion of the park.  I made one stop at a large viewpoint and walked over to snap a few pictures before continuing on.


The official park sign - it was a long drive to get here!

After stopping at the visitor center, I had one more thing to make my National Park visit official - a photo of the park sign.  The park sign was located another 14 miles further down Highway 20.  Hot and tired from my hike, and facing a long drive back over the mountain to Winthrop, I almost didn't travel the extra miles.  But a little voice inside of me said I'd regret being so close and not getting my park sign photo.  So away I went down the road.  Funny thing, when I arrived at the park sign, who should be there but the same Ohio couple I'd met on the Heather-Maple trail!  


Top of the world!

North Cascades NP and the Heather-Maple Pass trail were all I'd hoped for and more!  I was totally blown away by the spectacular scenery - so worth the hot trek and long drive from home.  I had two more short hikes planned for the following day.  I'll recap those in my next post, so I hope you'll come back for more!


Friday, November 14, 2025

Goat Rocks Wilderness, Snowgrass Trail

While I've been busy documenting my June Scandinavia trip, summer and fall have marched on.  I spent my summer as I always do, on the hiking trails chasing wildflower blooms.  While a lot of my treks covered the usual places that I've already posted about multiple times, there were a few "new to me" destinations this year.  One of these was Southwest Washington's Goat Rocks Wilderness.


Snowgrass trailhead

The Goat Rocks Wilderness is an alpine area along the spine of Southwest Washington's Cascade Mountains.  This popular backpacking destination is known for its craggy peaks, sparkling alpine lakes, and amazing fields of colorful wildflowers.  The Pacific Crest Trail passes through this wilderness area, and many PCT through hikers say it's one of the high points of their journey.


Hubby on a sturdy hiker bridge

For years I've wanted to hike here, but two things always held me back.  One - it's a long drive to the trailheads, over three hours from where I live.  Two - nearly all of the trails require hikes of over 10 miles to reach the scenic areas, which is why most people backpack into the Goat Rocks.  Although I have the gear, I haven't backpacked in many years.  I don't feel I'm still fit enough to haul heavy loads for many miles and multiple days.  And I enjoy sleeping in my own bed at night.


Gentians were in bloom!

However in early August, when the wildflower bloom was at its peak, one of my Facebook friends posted photos from a dayhike into the Goat Rocks Wilderness.  She'd hiked the Snowgrass Trail up to an area called Snowgrass Flats and back in one day, with plenty of time to drive home.  This trip report provided the inspiration I needed.  If my friend could do it, then so could I!  


The intersection of the Snowgrass and Lily Basin trails

Through online research I discovered the Snowgrass trail was only eight miles round trip and 1600 feet elevation gain to Snowgrass Flats.  This was totally doable!  And although Google maps showed a travel time to the trailhead of three hours 15 minutes, I convinced myself the long day of driving would be worth it.

For such a lengthy journey, I really wanted some company, so I convinced my hubby to join me for this latest adventure.  After a check of the forecast, I picked a day in mid August for our big trek.


Lots of gentians blooming here

In the meantime, two days before my planned hike I visited the doctor for a persistent rash on my ankle.  It had bothered me for three weeks, and wasn't showing any signs of going away.  The doctor I saw (sadly not my primary care doc) couldn't name the cause, but instead prescribed a short round of Prednisone.  Although having my doubts, I filled the prescription and dutifully took the required doses.  As anyone who's been on Prednisone knows, this drug makes you feel very jittery and can keep you awake at night.  Although quite annoying, this side effect proved to be advantageous for my planned hike.


Continuing uphill to meet the PCT

The morning of my Goat Rocks hike arrived.  Hubby and I awoke early and, after a cup of tea, I was more than ready to hit the road.  Feeling the effects of the Prednisone, the drive didn't bother me in the least.  The only hard part was navigating the final 16 miles of bumpy, gravel forest service roads.


Lots of Western pasqueflower seed heads

The Snowgrass Trailhead was surprisingly large, and there were a fair amount of vehicles already parked here, especially for a weekday.  I was happy to find a clean, well stocked pit toilet.  After taking care of business, Hubby and I laced up our boots, shouldered our backpacks, and headed for the trail.  Goat Rocks, here we come!


Looking back to Mt. St. Helens' flat top

At first the Snowgrass trail wandered through a thick fir forest, with a few minor ups and downs.  It was quite pretty, but with the thick tree canopy, views were pretty much nil.  Huckleberry bushes grew in abundance, but I didn't see many berries.  I assumed they'd already been picked by other hikers.  Two miles in, Hubby and I crossed Goat Creek over a sturdy log bridge.


PCT intersection and Mt. Rainier

For the first two miles, our trail had been relatively flat.  That all changed after we crossed Goat Creek.  The tread started climbing steeply.  Hubby and I huffed and puffed through several switchbacks.  Although the morning had started out with pleasantly cool temperatures, the air seemed to get hotter the higher we rose.  A couple peek-a-boo views of the adjacent mountains through tree gaps kept me going.  That and I was looking forward to seeing the vast wildflower meadows of Snowgrass Flats.


The views along the PCT were tremendous

At about 3.5 miles, we passed by a path called the "Bypass Trail" which confused me for a second.  Consulting my map to be sure of the route reinforced that we should stay on the Snowgrass Trail.  After another half mile or so of climbing, just when I was beginning to wonder when we'd get there, Hubby and I arrived at a junction of the Snowgrass and Lily Basin trails.  A wide alpine meadow fanned out from the junction.  This was the famous Snowgrass Flats. 

Sadly, the only wildflowers left in bloom were the royal blue gentians and hundreds of poofy Western Pasqueflower seed heads.  Although these flowers were nice, unfortunately I'd arrived a bit too late for the colorful blossoms of the other wildflowers.  

Butterflies were out in force

After all that climbing, it was time for a break.  Hubby and I found a spot near the trail junction and took an early lunch.  In that time several hikers (all backpackers) passed by.  I chatted with one group, asking if they'd seen any wildflowers, and one man pointed down the Lily Basin trail and said we should go to Goat Lake, where they were still blooming.  However, after consulting my map, I realized this side trip would end up being a 12-mile day.  Hubby, who hadn't hiked as much as I had this summer and adjusting to some new orthotics, vetoed the idea.  


Butterfly photo session

After finishing our lunch, the day was still early (it was not yet noon) and I didn't want to head back quite yet.  The Snowgrass trail continued uphill past Snowgrass Flats and according to my map, after a short distance it intersected with the Pacific Crest Trail (PCT.)  It was possible to make a loop hike returning via the Bypass trail we'd seen earlier.  So I suggested to Hubby that we go a little bit further.  Happily, he agreed to my plan.


Another orange beauty

So our uphill journey continued a little bit longer.  But now the forest had given way to an open alpine environment and the views of the surrounding mountains were wonderful.  We passed by more fields of gentians and pasqueflower seed pods, as well as many backpacker camping spots, some filled with tents.  It was only a mile further to the PCT, but the trek seemed to take forever.  Again, just as I was wondering if we'd taken the wrong way, a wooden sign announcing this famous trail came into view.


Nice patch of gentians

And, oh, were the views amazing from this trail junction!  Mt. Rainier rose prominently from one direction.  The flat top of Mt. St. Helens was visible in another.  And looking towards the north, we could see several prominent, rocky pinnacles of the Goat Rocks Wilderness.  And of course, the pasqueflower show continued in the green alpine valleys between the peaks.


So many Western pasqueflower seed heads!

The PCT continued along this rocky ridge.  My hubby and I continued southward on the PCT towards the Bypass Trail.  This one mile trek between the Snowgrass and Bypass trails was the best past of our entire hike.  We had views of all the mountains.  Gentians and pasqueflower seed heads dotted the meadows.  It was a sunny, clear day so we could see everything.  


Love these deep blue flowers

If that wasn't enough, Hubby and I ran into a small patch of purple asters, beginning to wither in the glaring sunshine.  Flitting amongst the blooms were several lovely orange butterflies.  For me, all forward progression immediately halted and my camera came out.  I spent a happy 20 minutes or so chasing these elusive insects around the asters (it seemed every time I'd lock focus on one, it would promptly fly away.)  Not to be outdone, Hubby joined in the photographic fun with his cell phone.


Butterfly and bee on pearly everlasting

After filling my memory card with tons of butterfly images, it was time to march on.  We passed several PCT through hikers, all looking quite weary after being on the trail for weeks.  Hubby and I chatted with one friendly older man who was spending a few days backpacking in the wilderness area, and he encouraged us to come back and camp out.  Finally after passing an enormous rock cairn, the junction with our return path, the Bypass trail, came into view. 


Now that's a cairn!

The Bypass trail was also pretty.  It was lined with several small flower gardens.  We crossed a lovely stream, where a few pink monkeyflowers still bloomed.  And in one green meadow I found a huge patch of magenta Indian paintbrush.  At least I wasn't entirely skunked in the wildflower hunt!


Monkeyflowers at a creek crossing

When the Bypass trail reconnected with the Snowgrass trail, we headed back down a now familiar route that we'd climbed that morning.  On the way back down, Hubby and I crossed paths with several large parties of backpackers huffing and puffing uphill.  In the mid-afternoon summer heat, they all looked pretty spent.  It seemed to take awhile, but finally we crossed the log bridge.  It wouldn't be long now!  

Or would it?  The final two miles seemed to take forever.  And there was a lot more uphill than I'd remembered from our outbound trek.  But under the influence of the Prednisone, I felt like superman (or wonder woman.)  I wasn't tired in the least, and bounded down the trail at full speed.  I felt invincible!  Although knowing we'd hiked way more miles than the 8 I'd promised, to his credit, Hubby never once complained.


Magenta paintbrush patch

After a dusty mile, the parking lot and trailhead finally came into view.  What a sight for sore eyes (and feet!)  My gps tallied a total of 12 miles and nearly 2300 feet of elevation gain.  Quite a bit more mileage than my Hubby had desired, but considering the fabulous views we'd enjoyed along the PCT, I think he forgave me.


Lovely red carpet!

We ended the day with dinner at a brewpub in the nearby town of Packwood, before jumping into the car for the long drive home.  But still wired from the Prednisone, I drove the entire way home no problem.  

My exploratory hike into the Goat Rocks Wilderness was a smashing success!  It's left me hungry for more.  Next year I plan to whip myself into backpacking shape and tackle more trails in this amazing wilderness area.  And I'm definitely going to hit peak wildflower season.  Stay tuned for next August.....