2005 visit: The first time I drove up to Mt. Ashland, I really knew nothing about it except that it was a place to ski. Since I’m not a skiier, I almost passed on the trip, but the drive was so pretty that I’m so glad I didn’t miss it. I stopped several times just to listen to the exquisite silence of the snow covered forest on the side of the road.
My first visit was in late January on a bright sunny day. It’s only about 8 miles off I-5 down Mt. Ashland Road, but I drove slowly because the roads were still just a little slick in places. I know this is not so impressive to my nor’east friends, but I just ooh’d and aah’d all the way at the sight of the glistening snow outlining the green trees.
At the top, I really enjoyed watching the skiers from the lodge as I sipped on a warm, frothy latte.
A view coming back down the mountain – that’s Mt. Shasta looming in the distance.
I had no idea when I started out that such views of Mt. Shasta were to be found everywhere on this road!
He looked a little different from each viewpoint, but always seemed to be just floating in the clouds, the undisputed king of the realm!
As you can tell, I never tired of stopping and seeing what he looked like from the next pulloff.
Whether framed by trees or more exposed, he was quite the sight to see!