South Benchmark

We're back!  It's hard to believe that Allison was in the ICU for open-heart surgery just five weeks ago.  While she isn't at full strength yet, her doctor cleared and encouraged her to resume hiking, with no restrictions on high elevations.  So, we planned an easy hike for her to test her strength and endurance.  Since I had been looking at benchmarks near Panguitch, we decided to take a drive, hike to a benchmark, and check out the fall colors as we passed through Cedar Breaks.  Oh, and we invited our friends John & Mary to come along!

While it doesn't look like much, South Benchmark, turned out to have some very nice views . . .
One thing we enjoy about locating benchmarks is that they "force" you to go to places
you might normally skip because they seem uninteresting

Milk Thistles
You can see Little Creek Peak (10,145 ft), right of center, on the horizon . . .
It has a benchmark and an intact tripod on it's summit . . .
We would like to hike it some day, but understand it is a real "bear" (according to Tom)

This is the first time we have come across Prairie Coneflowers on a hike!

After a short half-mile hike the forest gave way to a rocky lava knoll . . .
We're expecting to find the benchmark on top of it

Sure enough, there it is . . .
As you can see, the small lava knob provided some great views!

South Benchmark (1957)
(We'll send in our observations to NGS and get the station condition updated)

Mary, John & Kent on top of the "knob"

It was fun to find a copper nail & washer,
instead of the metal medallions that are used for most reference markers

Looking northeast towards Panguitch and the Sevier Plateau

Kent spent time searching for the second reference mark . . .
In 1957 it was said to be cemented in a rock that was very loose . . . he never did find it

A selfie to show that our photographer is back and doing well!

Some of the wire the surveyors used to keep the tripod (which is no longer standing) in place . . .
It makes us wonder who was the person that tied this piece together . . . Are they still alive??

"Mr. Flexible" heading back down

Blue Flax blooms in the morning and drop their petals by the late afternoon

Looking northwest towards Sandy Peak (9,537), which we hiked with Tom in 2021 . . . 
Man, that was a long hard hike . . . still can't believe Tom did it a second time with us!

Scarlet Globemallow

As we were heading home, the sun broke out from the clouds and gave us a nice view of the Fall colors near Cedar Breaks

While this hike was only 1-mile (r/t) with only 200 ft of elevation gain, it served as a "benchmark" for Allison's recovery.  She won't be back to full strength until early next year, but she's on the mend and good days lie ahead!  Thanks for the prayers and support . . . it's good to be back!

An Allison Update . . . and an Oregon Trip

In June, we received the news that Allison had been dreading . . . her bicuspid aortic valve needed to be replaced.  Because she's in excellent health, she's considered too young for a TAVR implant (a day procedure where the valve is inserted through the groin), which meant her only option was open-heart surgery.  Her surgeon explained that TAVR valves usually fail after 15 years and he didn't want her facing open-heart surgery at age 80.  There's no guarantee that a biological valve won't fail in 15 years, but if that happens she can have the TAVR procedure at that time.  In other words, doing the harder surgery now preserves the easier option for later.  She will have her surgery on Monday, August 10th.

With an expected recovery time of six-months, we felt it was important to complete our planned trip to Oregon to spread Kent's mother's ashes before her surgery.  (We celebrated Kent's mothers life in our Flattop Mountain Lookouts post.) While this was the primary reason for our trip, we decided to spend a few extra days with family before the ominous August date.  Below are a few pictures from the additional days we spent in Oregon.

Please keep Allison in your prayers that the surgery will go well and for a speedy recovery.  We look forward to getting back out there early next year!

Thursday, July 23rd:

This was a travel day from St. George/Salt Lake City/Portland.  It was fun to have our granddaughter accompany us for this trip!

This was Emma's first ever plane ride . . . 
She really enjoyed the seat back screen that showed the flight path on a Google Map

Mt. Hood (11,249 ft)
As we neared Portland, we were treated to a spectacular view of Mt. Hood . . .
It seemed so close that we were looking to see if we could spot any climbers

Friday, July 24th:

While we waited for Andrew & Taytem to arrive from Salt Lake, we decided to relax (let Emma sleep in), play some miniature golf and sight see around the city.  Later that evening we all met with the Portland relatives at an Italian restaurant for dinner.  It was good to catch up with everyone and introduce Emma to relatives she had never met.

Another first for Emma . . . miniature golf

This was a very nice course . . . you could play either 18 or 36 holes
All of this was located at a beautiful country club with an actual 18 hole course for real golfers!

Emma spent a good amount of time fishing her floating golf ball out of this pond . . .
Yes, the golf balls actually floated . . . what a novel idea!

Atop Powell Butte, the city has placed different pipe diameters so you can see how much water
flows to the different parts of the city . . . one for the airport, another for downtown, etc.

Ryan, Kris, and Kent
After the family dinner Kent, his brother and sister posed for a picture

Saturday, July 25th:

We all met at Johan & Dani's house for a light breakfast and then ten of us headed out to Trout Lake, Washington to spread my mother's ashes.  We have done a separate post for this day and it can be found by clicking here, if you'd like to view it.

Andrew, Taytem and Emma on top of Flattop Mountain

A nice Columbine . . . Allison's favorite flower

After the ceremony, we took a different road off the mountain because Kent
noticed, on a map, that there were natural bridges in the area . . .
They are formed out of collapsed lava tubes . . . all except for the portion Kent is standing on!

This is the second of the two bridges that were right next to each other . . .
Before heading out on this very short hike, we all had a small lunch of sandwiches, chips and fruit that my sister had packed for our trip . . . it was much appreciated!

Sunday, July 26th:

We spent the day at one of our favorite Oregon State Parks - Silver Falls.  If you choose, you can make a circuitous hike of about six miles that will take you to ten different falls.  Wanting to keep it a casual day (plus there were a "ton of people"), we decided to only do a few of them. 

South Falls . . . 
Certainly the most popular and photographed of the Falls

You can even walk behind it

Upper North Falls . . .
An enjoyable short hike and a lot less people!

Monday, July 27th:

On Monday we headed for the Oregon Coast.  We traveled from Forest Grove to Tillamook, then to Cannon Beach, before heading back to Portland.  You can't go wrong with an Oregon beach day!

Leaving downtown Portland we were amused to see our last name on an exit sign . . . 
Too bad they don't pronounce it the same way . . .
Instead, they say "Cooch" (Coo being like what a dove might say) . . .
What's wrong with these people? Have they never sat on a couch!

Kent and Emma, at Rockaway Beach, looking for seashells

Emma testing the water temperature

Emma had never worn water shoes before . . .
She was surprised to find her feet still got wet . . . she was thinking they would keep them dry!

Heading for Cannon Beach to meet up with Andrew and Taytem

Andrew and Emma doing what you do at a beach!

A cute picture!

Andrew, Taytem and Emma . . .
Emma said she was going to swim in the ocean . . . you can see the water line on her shirt . . .
She almost made it, but boy was that water cold!

Haystack Rock at Cannon Beach
(Don't miss the Western Gull in the bottom center of the picture)

Well, we hope we didn't bore you too much with our random pictures, but we needed a post to remind us of the four fun days we had with our Oregon family.  This will be our last post for awhile, but please don't give up on us . . . we hope to be back better and stronger in a few months.  See you soon!

 

Flattop Mountain Lookouts

Flattop Mountain, near Trout Lake, Washington, is unique in that at one-time it had two active lookout towers on opposite ends of its summit (neither remain today).  However, to my family there is a deeper connection than just simply two long forgotten (and destroyed) fire towers.  No, it is much more than that.  These towers have embedded in their history a story that includes my grandparents, who manned the West Tower in the the early 1930's, and their son (my father) who manned the East Tower twenty years later.  Today we return to pay tribute and reunite both of my parents on top of this special mountain.

Only .3 of a mile separated these lookouts from each other . . .
Today, East Flattop is a hub for communication towers and the road to West Flattop is no longer maintained

West Flattop Lookout was built in 1921 on the east side but was moved to the west side in 1930

My grandfather, Darrel Couch (circa early 1930's), sitting on the porch railing of West Flattop Lookout
(Born: February 11th, 1893 in Cicero, Indiana . . . his wife Zoa Castleman was born May 7th, 1899 in Indiana)

My grandparents were married in Hood River, Oregon on June 1st, 1931 . . .
They would spend their honeymoon and that summer on West Flattop Mountain . . .
My father, Forrest, would be born March 26th the next year in Hood River . . . hmmm!
(He would be their only child)

My grandfather washing my father's diapers on a washboard at West Flattop Lookout in 1932
(I've always liked this picture because it reminds me of the jovial and happy-go-lucky man that he was)

My grandfather, in his Forest Service uniform, with my father in December 1933

My grandfather, picking huckleberries, with my father in the summer of 1932 . . .
Although it appears that my grandad is wearing a beanie, he is actually wearing his ranger hat . . .
The angle of the picture shows the brim of his hat below the black stripe!

My parents and grandparents circa 1956
(Darrel Isaac Couch, Arelene Lorraine Tincknell, Forrest Lee Couch, Zoa Allyn Castleman)

West Flattop Lookout in 1950 with Mt. St. Helen's about 30 miles off to the west . . .
In 1934, two screened porches and an observation cupola were added to the cabin . . .
My dad said that his father would climb up the cupola to get azimuth readings for fire ID's . . .
My grandfather was last here on May 18th, 1980 and saw Mt. St. Helen's erupt!

East Flattop Lookout was built in 1946 . . . This photo is from 1949
(Mt. Adam's [12,276 ft] is approximately 15 miles away)

This picture, and the one above, were "borrowed" from Eric Willhite's website . . .
He has hiked to all 93 known Washington lookouts, still standing, and maintains a webpage on each lookout . . . 
He's trying to keep the history of each tower "alive" with information that people have sent to him . . .
Feel free to contact him if you want to share information . . . willhiteweb@yahoo.com

The last time my father visited East Flattop Lookout was in 2005 . . . As you can see it was in rough shape . . .
The East tower was abandoned in 1960 and the West tower was destroyed that same year . . .
Notice how the trees have grown . . . no views remain of either Mt. St. Helen's or Mt. Adams

My father standing in the cab of the lookout he worked in 1952 . . .
Such a shame for a tower that was once featured in a 1946 National Geographic Article!

The same year my dad last visited the East Tower (2005), the cab was dismantled and relocated to
the Columbia Breaks Fire Interpretive Center in Entiat, Washington where it was refurbished

My dad, granddad and me . . . circa 1987/88
(Darrel passed away June 11th, 1989; Zoa passed away February 21st, 1980)
(Forrest passed away April 9th, 2018; Arelene passed away January 13th, 2026)

This is the only view you will have if you make the trek up Flattop Mountain today . . .
This is looking southeast towards Trout Lake . . . 
The last time we were here was in 2018 to spread my father's ashes . . . today we return with my mother's

Heading down, what remains of the road, towards where West Flattop tower once stood

The road quickly deteriorates and is quietly being reclaimed by the forest
It gets such little visitation that the deadfall hasn't been cleared in many, many years

After a short distance of "log hopping" we arrived at this small opening in the forest . . .
To our surprise this meadow was surrounded by ripe huckleberries!
That's our son Andrew and his daughter, Emma, picking the delicious purple berry

Our one and only grandchild showing us some of the berries she picked

Niki and me in the middle of a huckleberry patch
(Niki is my sister Kris' daughter)

We continued on down the road another 100 yards to the small clearing that once housed West Flattop Lookout

This is all that remains of West Flattop Lookout . . .
It's hard to believe the trees have grown back so thickly that no views, in any direction, are possible . . .
It is here we spread my father's ashes and will now mingle my mother's with his

Wouldn't you know it . . . we were able to locate West Flattop Benchmark (1956)
I wonder if my grandfather would smile, knowing that his grandson finds such enjoyment in searching for azimuths as he once did in reporting them from his cupola atop his cabin

The ten family members who made the trip to rejoin Forrest and Arelene . . .

FYI:  My sister Kris has twin daughters, Dani & Niki
(From left to right:  Johan who is Dani's husband . . . Dani couldn't make the trip as she is expecting any day . . . Kris stayed to help her and care for Dani & Niki's daughters; Andrew, Emma and Taytem; Sam & Niki; Allison; my brother Ryan, me, and Ryan's wife Carla)

One of my favorite pictures of my parents . . . The way I like to remember them!
(Surprisingly, I'm about the same age today as my dad was when this picture was taken in Sept. 2001)

I miss you Mom & Dad . . .
I'm so thankful for your Christian faith and upbringing and I rest assured that you made it home safe and sound!

 

Some Additional Information:

Johan made a short video that recaps our day atop Flattop Mountain.  If you have Facebook and would like to view his video, you can click here to find it. (Make sure to unmute the volume)  You may be wondering what's with the Coke.  Coke happened to be mom's favorite drink and she would religiously have a 10 oz can every day.  So, Ryan decided that we needed to offer her a final toast!

Also, I wanted to attach some links from Eric Willhite's website that contain information and pictures of the other lookouts that my dad manned, for several summers, while he was in college.  If you're interested in knowing more about these lookouts, click on the links below:

1951 - Little Huckleberry Lookout - Manned alone

1952 - Flattop East Lookout - Manned alone

1954 - Summit Prairie Lookout - Manned with Phil Lee

1955 - Summit Prairie Lookout - Manned with George Peterson

1956 - Summit Prairie Lookout - Manned with George Peterson