It was an epic fall day on Mt. Hood. Andrew and I hiked and scrambled up to 7000 feet on the west slope of the mountain. October grey stayed away, and it was a beautiful day.
The Dollar Lake burn and three snowy cascade peaks (above).
A big bird circled overhead, feathers gleaming in the long fall light. A metallic glow off of a really, really big bird. It was a golden eagle, and sharing the mountain with it made for a memorable golden moment.
The way back down went fast. We paused to snack on a few lingering huckleberries, and then we were racing the setting sun to get back to the car. But then we were caught in the alpen glow. Tree trunks blazed orange-red all around us. Another golden moment to end a golden day.