Like the intrepid John Muir, I was in awe when I first set eyes on Mt. Shasta.
The massive volcanic mountain, about an hour’s drive south of Ashland,
is not your average peak. As Muir wrote way back in 1874: “When I first
caught …
I couldn't get the article to load here but the fact that it makes it's own weather I can attest to. I have had at least 2 or more experiences of Hail or snow between July and September and each time I was above 7000 feet to 10,000 feet without a jacket with family or friends. With hail you run under trees so that the hail doesn't cut your face or injure your head or shoulders. With the snow we were at around 10,000 feet walking about 1000 feet in altitude above where we left our vehicle (these roads are no longer open because the forest service has closed them now by putting either boulders or trees across them. But, we were near cold or clear creek then and about 1 foot of more of snow came down in the summer suddenly. But we were all in t-shirts and shorts and hiking boots and were completely unprepared for a foot of snow suddenly out of the blue. so it suddenly went from the 80s Fahrenheit to cold enough to snow a foot of snow. The children then around 5 to 10 years old (3 of them) fared the worse and got sort of hysterical because hypothermia makes you hallucinate a lot. But, somehow we all made it back to the 4 wheel drive to turn on the heater and we all survived it.
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