Montana Moccasin Ridge Adventure - a Spring Training Hike Bonus

In a light drizzle that chilly Sunday morning theduring the Moccasin Ridge workout the real
Moccasin Ridge trek was underway. June hikes inprocessing occurs in the recesses of my mind and
Montana frequently offer the rain option and this wasthe "here and now" world provides a backdrop. Daily
no exception. With hikes up that same route almostlife struggles seize the initiative, venting and
every weekend year round, a surprise on thatprocessing in the quiet solitude of these treks up the
familiar route would be..., well, surprising.ridge.
The trail up Moccasin Ridge is a perfect outdoor gymThis mountainside trek was no different. Our oldest
with a range of cardiovascular workout levels . Theson, Robert, had surprised us all, joined the Army,
workouts range from relatively level stretches to fulland "shipped out" to Basic Training just days before.
bore hill climbs, especially in the upper switchbacksThis son of avowed peace loving, pacifist parents
criss-crossing the higher faces of the ridge. It's not ahad voluntarily enlisted his services in a war machine,
Montana mountain peak but rather a hill among manyputting himself in dramatically dangerous
within the intriguing Sapphire Range, and a Forestcircumstances. It was fitting that the hike up the
Service logging road, across the Clark Fork Rivermountain was a slog in the rain.
from Clinton, MT.The Deities, being playful forces, seized the
The 5 mile training trail begins upon taking a sharpopportunity, springing a delightful surprise on me in
right turn immediately after crossing the Clark Fork atthe midst of all that grey and rain and grim
the Swartz Creek bridge. It serves as my privateintrospection. A hint of blue in the springtime green,
outdoor workout gym, a perfect training setting inupon refocusing the attention, revealed a mountain
every season and weather condition. The large andmeadow of flowers. I marveled at the irony.
scenic Clark Fork River lies at the bottom. MoccasinContinuing the hike, my pace quickened, the slog
Ridge offers a mountain spring trickling down one ofbecame an exploration of springtime wonders.
draws, steep inclines, mountain meadows, massiveAt the first half mile the trail takes a sharp and steep
ponderosa pines, deer flitting off into the woods, aturn to the east, the first of the switchbacks
small herd of elk lurking in the thicker stands of pines,working through tall timber. A deer startled, leaping
and an occasional black bear is glimpsed disappearingfrom the trail into the brush and disappearing. Above
into the brush.the trail among trees and bushes multiple little pink
Throwing on my training pack I set out in the gentlespots were visible. Upon refocusing dozens of little
rain and the swirling mountain mists on the upper 2.2pink shooting stars were seen scattered among the
mile leg of the hill climb. The higher climb providesgrasses. This grey, rainy June day took on a whole
steeper inclines, great views across the valley andother hue and mood - those rascally Cosmic Forces.
surrounding range, and approximates the majorThe trail switchbacks criss-cross the steeper face of
Montana mountain trails elsewhere. The upper legMoccasin Ridge for the next mile and a half, with
starts at a great knoll about halfway up Moccasinmore open meadows, steep inclines, and less timber
Ridge, expansive enough to set up a campsite underto shelter from the continuing spring rain. The steep
the enormous Ponderosas.meadows were laced with clusters of blues, pinks,
Getting out of the car, I was surprised at the lupinesyellows and whites - the Dieties and spring had
already forming flower heads. Little yellow glacier liliespainted the hillside
were already in bloom when I had hiked the trail aAs I finally topped the ridge at 2.2 miles, the rains
couple of weeks before, but I thought they weredecreased to light sprinkles. The mists swirling about
usually way ahead of the curve for blooming plantsthe ridge lifted, and the clouds started to break up,
at my workout gym. Initially, the trail leads from theoffering some sunshine. A wonderful panorama opens
knoll winding gently upward through pine groves. Withupon topping the ridge, with the views back into
the continual spring rains all the underbrush andSwartz Creek, hundreds of square miles of the
grasses were flourishing in spingtime greens.Sapphire Range, and Elk Mountain standing tall right in
Wondering at my gradually fading vision, the startlethe middle. The Deities graced me with meadows
effect was complete, as out of the corner of mynow awash with the pinks and reds of Indian
eye, I glimpsed a hint of blue in the grass. Zeroing inPaintbrush along with the rest of the blue, white and
on that splash of blue, to my amazement a tinyyellow blooms.
cluster of Montana bluebells came into focus - rightA burst of sunshine, mountain meadows and
there, right now this early part of June. I thenblossoms of pinks, blues, yellows and whites while
realized that bluebells were all over that hillsidenot a solution, at least offered some silver linings as a
meadow above the trail. Scattered among themstep in coping with the overall picture, providing a
were wonderful little yellow blossoms and white onescounterpoint. On the return down the mountain there
- the flowery beginnings of the springtime blossomwas a little more of a spring in my step. At the end
parade!of that surprising hike I soaked my aching bones in
I laughed at the curious spin this startling realizationthe jaccuzi in our Missoula, Montana motel found at: .
provided my perspective as I had worked this sameIt provided a perfect ending to an unexpectedly
trail a dozen times over the past 4 months. Typically,transformational day.