Mount Hood
On 28 September 2003, I hiked up the north fork of King Creek and scrambled up Mount Hood in Peter Lougheed Provincial Park.  Other than a few creek crossings and some light bushwhacking (I had some problems finding the good trail which leads all the way to the head of the valley), I encountered few difficulties.  The upper mountain was generally snow-free, but the weather turned bitterly cold as I reached the summit.  I stayed only long enough to snap a few photographs and sign the register.  Although my descent was uneventful (round-trip time of 5 hours 45 minutes), I couldn't help feeling a little nervous after coming across two different sets of bones (one was definitely a sheep) and some fresh scat as well.
Signs of the Blair Witch?
It looks like someone left their laundry out in the woods (near the forks of King Creek Canyon).  According to Gillean Daffern, these cloths were placed by Stony Indians and are tokens of prayers to the Creator with each colour signifying something different.  For example, red is an offering to the sun, blue to the sky, and green to the earth.  Black is never used.  The trees that the cloths are wrapped around are also supposedly special.
A long slog ahead...
Mount Hood is right of centre.  The scrambler's route follows the grassy ridge in the distance up to the col between Mount Hood and Mount Brock (out of sight to the right).
The real scrambling begins.
Sonny heads for the gully to the left of the rock fin at centre.  There are numerous options for scrambling up to the Hood-Brock col.
Almost there...
The top of Mount Brock is obscured by clouds in this view from the col.
On top of da 'Hood!
Sonny (with a goofy hat that makes him look like a Conehead) stands on the 2903-metre summit of Mount Hood.  To see the first page of the summit register, click here.
King Creek Canyon
On his way back to the trailhead, Sonny pauses to admire the steep walls of King Creek Canyon.