A trip to Hurricane Ridge

Hurricane Ridge is in Olympic National Park. I don’t get up there every year — it’s a bit farther than it is to Mt. Rainier — but I did combine a trip up there with a stop at the annual quilt show in Sequim, Washington, which in turn is associated with Sequim’s annual lavender festival. All in all it makes for a terrific, but very long day.

I’m going to concentrate on the wildflowers I saw, like I did with my last post about Paradise. The lavender festival was a bit earlier than usual this year. It’s usually the last weekend in July, but this year it was the 19th through the 21st. This meant that the flowers I saw were a bit different than those I normally see on this trip, because summer progresses so quickly in the mountains.

Most of the flowers I actually saw this time were on the Hurricane Hill trail, the first mile or so of which is along a south-facing slope. The meadows above the visitor center at Hurricane Ridge itself were mostly not quite in bloom yet, especially the lupine, which can turn whole sections of the meadows blue.

Anyway, here’s a sampling of photos of what I saw, with the full list after.

Columbia tiger lilies -- literally dozens of them.  I've never seen that many at one time before.
Columbia tiger lilies — literally dozens of them. I’ve never seen that many at one time before.
Scarlet paintbrush, just opening.
Scarlet paintbrush, just opening.
Harebells, or, as my flower book insists on calling them, bluebells of Scotland.  How can they be of Scotland if they're here?
Harebells, or, as my flower book insists on calling them, bluebells of Scotland. How can they be of Scotland if they’re here?
A cow parsnip, a purple thistle, and a meadow.
A cow parsnip, a purple thistle, and a meadow.
Scalloped onion.  I'd never seen this one before.
Scalloped onion. I’d never seen this one before.
Rockslide larkspur.  The last time I saw these I was in Yellowstone.
Rockslide larkspur. The last time I saw these I was in Yellowstone.
Some sort of saxifrage, I think.
Some sort of saxifrage, I think.
A nice bouquet of larkspur and paintbrush.
A nice bouquet of larkspur and paintbrush.
Nootka roses.  I don't think I've ever seen them here before.
Nootka roses. I don’t think I’ve ever seen them here before.
Broad-leafed lupine.  I had a hard time finding any that weren't just in bud, but these were lovely.
Broad-leafed lupine. I had a hard time finding any that weren’t just in bud, but these were lovely.
Magenta lupine, which the flower book claims is endemic to the Olympics. But if that's the case, why have I seen it elsewhere?
Magenta lupine, which the flower book claims is endemic to the Olympics. But if that’s the case, why have I seen it elsewhere?
Those white dots are American bistort, and the mountains in the background are the Olympics, with the visitor center in between.
Those white dots are American bistort, and the mountains in the background are the Olympics, with the visitor center in between.

And here’s the list:

Western wallflower

Broad-leaved arnica

Yellow monkeyflowers

Alpine phlox

Nootka roses

American bistort

Columbian tigerlilies

Paintbrush, magenta and scarlet

Harebells

Hawkweed

Yarrow

Woolly sunflowers

Pearly everlastings

Cow parsnip

Avalanche lilies

Thread-leaf sandwort

Thistle

Saxifrage — not sure what variety exactly, sometimes it’s hard to tell

Scalloped onion

Fireweed

Leafy peavine

Rockslide larkspur

Broadleafed lupine

Mountain heather

Asters

25 in total.  Not quite as many as I saw at Paradise, but a credible day.  I wonder how many I’ll see at Sunrise next week?