True Beginning

A hoary marmot sits in a talus field amidst heavy rain on the Sourdough Ridge Trail in the Sunrise area of Mount Rainier National Park

Despite my whimsical post about how my trip to Washington started, this is literally the first picture of my trip. After driving through rain from Portland to Mount Rainier, I had a couple of hours before sunset so I stopped in the Sunrise area of the park to hike a bit on the Sourdough Ridge Trail. I donned all of my wet weather gear and wrapped my camera and lenses in plastic bags before putting them in my camera bag.

As I climbed up the trail the wind picked up and as I got further along the trail towards Frozen Lake, the rain turned to snow that bit me hard in the face. Despite the nasty weather my spirits were high when I spotted an unusual rock at the side of the trail. A second look turned the rock into a hoary marmot that was standing on its hind legs, my first look at this species and posing in what would have made a beautiful picture.

Would have made a beautiful picture, but since my cameras were safe and dry inside my camera bag, I couldn’t take its picture. I decided to risk the weather and got the camera out and attached the lens, but by this time the marmot had stopped posing and was walking to a different part of the talus field. It did stop for a moment before disappearing under the rocks, so I was able to get this picture (and a few others zoomed in a bit more, but I like how this picture shows the driving rain).

I decided then and there to risk having the camera out in the rain, I covered it with a plastic bag as best I could and tried to keep it as dry. It was my first few hours into a 9 day trip and a bit of a risk, but I felt it was worth it after having missed what would have been one of my favorite pictures of the year.

It turned out to be the right decision, I saw four grouse (including this one) on the way back down the trail. I had to shoot in the rain off and on during the trip but kept the same philosophy, being careful but not careless, and I was fortunate not to have any cameras die on me. My 100-400mm lens is showing some problems and may have to be sent in for repairs, but not because of the rain.

Canon’s newer mid-range cameras have more gaskets on them than mine do, but they still don’t put them as many places as they should. Gaskets and o-rings can crack and shrink and leak over time, so you can’t completely rely on them to keep water out of your camera, but when you’re out on the trail and out in the rain, you’ll take every bit of help you can get.

Does This Picture Seem Familiar?

Close-up view of a sooty grouse's head on the Sourdough Ridge Trail in Mount Rainier National Park

If you’ve followed my blog for a while and have a photographic memory, this picture will seem a little familiar. It certainly seemed familiar to me when I took it. This view of a sooty grouse is very similar to a picture I took last year of a dusky grouse while in the Tetons. Not exactly the same of course, the head is turned at a different angle and the light and colors are different, but I certainly had the older picture in mind when I took this one.

Sooty and dusky grouse used to be considered two races of one species, blue grouse, but were recently split into separate species. Here in the Northwest, the sooty grouse tend to be in the areas from the Cascades and west to the coast, while duskies tend to be in the eastern interior.

This picture is from the Sourdough Ridge Trail in the Sunrise area of Mount Rainier National Park, the trail where I saw grouse the most often. I also saw them down by the Paradise Inn, and saw one in Olympic National Park at the end of my trip.

That last encounter in the Olympics was the most like my experience with the grouse I photographed in the Tetons, I was driving out of the park when I saw one in the road in front of me. I stopped the car and turned on my hazard lights, as the bird was moving slowly and in no hurry to get out of the way. I got out of my car and encouraged it to hurry across the road, which is fortunate as a pickup came driving past right afterwards.

That’s twice now I’ve played crossing guard for grouse.

Big and Little Feathers

Close-up view of a sooty grouse's head on the Sourdough Ridge Trail in Mount Rainier National Park

When I think of bird feathers, I usually think of the large wing feathers. But birds have feathers of all sizes, and one of the fun things about close-up pictures like this is getting to see the individual feathers of all sizes. For example, although the eye ring of this sooty grouse looks like a solid band of white from a distance, up close you can see that it is actually a ring of tiny little white feathers.

I got to photograph grouse on several occasions on this trip, but this picture is my favorite.

Heads Up

Close-up view of a sooty grouse's head on the Sourdough Ridge Trail in Mount Rainier National Park

I played around with some headshots of wildlife this past winter and decided to do the same while hiking on my trip to Washington. Since I was out on the trails the whole time (and usually without my longest lens), most of my headshots were of mammals like marmots, squirrels, deer, and elk. I didn’t see too many birds on this trip and the ones I did see were not close enough to isolate just the head.

After driving in the rain all day to get to Mount Rainier, I had a couple of hours before sunset. I started up the Sourdough Ridge Trail to Frozen Lake, hiking in a cold wind and rain and sometimes snow, fearing that the weather had turned and I had waited one week too long to start my trip.

But then I saw a hoary marmot near the trail and my mood brightened considerably. After reaching Frozen Lake I headed back down the trail and saw my second surprise of the short hike, four sooty grouse that were near the trail. They were remarkably tolerant of my presence so I knelt or sat on the ground to get at their eye level and slowly moved with them as they fed along the trail. At times they literally walked beside and around me, I’d be photographing one of them and would turn around and see another just inches away from me.

You can see the drops of water on the grouse’s feathers, although nothing in the shot indicates how cold it was getting. My gloves were the one part of my outfit that weren’t waterproof, so by this time my hands were wet and cold enough that I fumbled a bit with my camera. Knowing that it was about to get dark and needing to warm my hands, I reluctantly said goodbye to the four and headed back to the car.

I’d see them again the following morning and get pictures I like even more than this one, but I’ll save those for another post.

Hoary Boolie

Close-up view of a hoary marmot's face on the Skyline Trail in Mount Rainier National Park

The first of many pictures from my recent trip to Mount Rainier and Olympic National Parks, pictures should be coming online slowly over the next few weeks. It’s been slow going partly because of the large number of pictures to sort through, partly because Sam and Scout have been curling up on me and keeping me from working at my computer, and partly because work has been busy and stressful since I got back.

This is a hoary marmot on Mount Rainier’s Skyline Trail, taken shortly before I left the park on my last morning there. The marmot gets its name from the silvery white fur that covers its nose and parts of its body (the exact coloration varies from marmot to marmot).

I don’t shave on my weeklong fall hiking trips, a little tradition I started back in 2004 to save precious moments in the morning. A quick look at my whiskers showed that the marmots weren’t the only ones sporting silvery white hairs. At first this seemed an unmistakable sign I’m getting older, but I quickly realized they were more likely due to the same environmental conditions that create the white fur in the marmots. Maybe it’s the altitude, something in the water, who knows.

They have nothing to do with me turning 40 this year, of that I’m certain.