A few years ago I noticed a flag pole way up on top of a mountain near our home in Herriman. It was especially visible on windy days, when you could just barely see the rectangular flag flapping in the breeze. For years I have thought about that flag and what it must be like up there all alone looking over Salt Lake and Utah counties. In November, Finny and I decided that we wanted to take the trek. Finny is generally excited to get in the back of my truck, because it's typically a hike...but every once in awhile his excitement is dashe
d by the fact that we have just driven up to the vet's office. Anyway, this time the excitement remained as we pulled up to the bottom of a trail that I believed would get us to the flag. The trail was quite steep as we worked our way upward. Soon it split and I took the trail that seemed to continue toward the top, only to find out soon enough that we had ventured onto a de
er trail. It ran right along a steep slope and Finny and I had to be pretty creative at times to at least work our way upward. Most of the time the flag was out of sight, so we had to just guess on which way to go, getting scratched up as we made our way through bushes and scrub oak. Because I knew that there was probably no other person who had taken our particular route, I started to worry a bit about rattlesnakes. Each time we neared a rocky area I was extra cautious. Finally, I noticed the flag just above us by about 100 yards, and I was pretty relieved
because I hadn't seen it for at least 30 minutes. We worked our way to the top and eventually reached our goal. We stayed near the flag for a few minutes enjoying the view of both counties, as well as some of the Camp Williams training area, but it began to get windy so I decided to find the best "human" trail and follow it. Luckily after awhile it got us back to where we had made the incorrect turn, and the hike back to the truck was not nearly as perilous. It was another great hike. I won't ever be able to look up at that flag without thinking about this adventure.
A few years ago I noticed a flag pole way up on top of a mountain near our home in Herriman. It was especially visible on windy days, when you could just barely see the rectangular flag flapping in the breeze. For years I have thought about that flag and what it must be like up there all alone looking over Salt Lake and Utah counties. In November, Finny and I decided that we wanted to take the trek. Finny is generally excited to get in the back of my truck, because it's typically a hike...but every once in awhile his excitement is dashe
d by the fact that we have just driven up to the vet's office. Anyway, this time the excitement remained as we pulled up to the bottom of a trail that I believed would get us to the flag. The trail was quite steep as we worked our way upward. Soon it split and I took the trail that seemed to continue toward the top, only to find out soon enough that we had ventured onto a de
er trail. It ran right along a steep slope and Finny and I had to be pretty creative at times to at least work our way upward. Most of the time the flag was out of sight, so we had to just guess on which way to go, getting scratched up as we made our way through bushes and scrub oak. Because I knew that there was probably no other person who had taken our particular route, I started to worry a bit about rattlesnakes. Each time we neared a rocky area I was extra cautious. Finally, I noticed the flag just above us by about 100 yards, and I was pretty relieved
because I hadn't seen it for at least 30 minutes. We worked our way to the top and eventually reached our goal. We stayed near the flag for a few minutes enjoying the view of both counties, as well as some of the Camp Williams training area, but it began to get windy so I decided to find the best "human" trail and follow it. Luckily after awhile it got us back to where we had made the incorrect turn, and the hike back to the truck was not nearly as perilous. It was another great hike. I won't ever be able to look up at that flag without thinking about this adventure.
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