Today I spent a few hours searching for the lower end of the Fourteen Mile trail (USFS trail 1714), with little luck except to find several great locations where it isn’t.
This icefall along the highway was rather pretty though
and I enjoyed seeing an eagle soaring above a sharp ridge in the Patrick’s Knob roadless area,
jumping a dozen head of elk on this rocky hillside above the river,
and admiring the winter-green water of the Clark Fork flowing between its ice-caked banks.
I’ll find that trail yet before spring: it’s still going to be a long winter.
