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Usually when you hike the 2.6 miles that connects Wahkeena Falls to Angel’s Rest you can count on solitude and an almost hypnotic shift from deep shade to brilliant sunshine, that and the comfort of relatively flat terrain, a welcome relief after the 1.6 mile climb up the Wahkeena trail.

Old-Growth Forest

Tuesday, though, I was also greeted by an outburst of flowers, apparently caused by our unusually wet Spring and last winter’s snowpack. Most of the flowers were ones you would expect to see in early Spring.

My favorite would have to be this Tough-Leaved Iris, a flower I’d only seen once or twice before in my many hikes here.

Tough-Leaved Iris

But there was a huge variety of other flowers competing for the hiker’s attention, too many to show. Here’s a brilliant yellow flower that I can’t remember ever seeing before.

Yellow Flower

There were even more purple flowers, the most abundant being this variety of Penstemon,

Penstemon

followed closely by the Columbine,

Columbine

and the far fewer Columbia Tiger Lilies were impossible to overlook.

Columbia Tiger Lily

Did I mention that I saw more Tough-Leaved Irises in this 2.6 miles than I’ve seen in my entire lifetime?

a bunch of Tough-Leaved Iris

On this day at least, the hike reminded me of the legendary Hanging Gardens of Babylon. At times the trail was obscured by the taller flowers, and I was forced to wade my way through flowers to keep going. If I still lived in Vancouver, I would be back up there today rather than sitting here looking into a computer screen.

From Wahkeena Falls

I decided to hike the Columbia Gorge after my dentist appointment in Vancouver Tuesday, thinking it would be a good chance to test my new wide-angle lens. Unfortunately, smoke from California fires made the skies so hazy it was impossible to tell how good the lens was at a distance because you couldn’t see across the Gorge.

Despite my disappointment about the lack of views, it was delightful hike. Wahkanee Falls may be the poor stepsister of the famous Multnomah Falls another mile or two down the gorge, but it’s long been a personal favorite because it draws less of a crowd and because it has a certain intimacy that Multnomah lacks.

Unfortunately, this

is “all” the casual visitor who just walks up to the falls itself gets to see.

Those willing to climb to the top of the Gorge and beyond are treated to the pleasures of viewing a creek up-close and personal, as the trail follows the creek up the cliffs, criss-crossing back and forth on small wooden bridges

creek

and switchback trails

Creek from Trail

that give you a constant view of the creek, with its moss-covered rocks and logs, ferns springing up in the middle of the creek itself,

logs in creek

past small, but spectacular falls

Fairy Falls

until creek and forest become One

Creek Disappearing  into Trees

(or, more precisely, you discover the artesian wells that are ultimately the source of the stream.)