Only that's not what I really said. Cuz I really don't like the Cable Line trail. Yeah, it's fast and you get gain quickly. 47 minutes for Eric, Scott, and me to the first summit. But there's nothing to see, nothing to do, hardly anything more than a sloppy trench in the mud. Blech. I think it's even more of a least favorite hike than Mailbox. (Though, truth be told, I'm starting to appreciate Mailbox more and more. Just don't tell anyone.)

At the first summit we merged with the rest of TNAB who had started before us for a group shot before heading to the next summit just a few minutes away. I most certainly did not fall on the way down to the saddle and if I did it was Josie's fault for cutting the switchback.

Second summit, another pic, and off again. No reason to stick around.

Treen was having a blast with the other dogs, but only really got excited when there was a massive mud hole to crash through and then shake over nearby hikers.She's a puppy, what are you going to do?

Third summit with an open gate, but rather than intrude where we knew we weren't welcome we placed a call to the bar and headed back.

Thankfully, we headed down some of the nicer trails from the second summit rather than the entire Cable Line again. Eric was leading and for some reason decided to run down. For some even stranger reason I decided to keep up with him. So did Tom. The others maintained a more stately pace. Nothing like running down an unmaintained trail in the dark.

The hike ended with more derisive thoughts as we rejoined the Cable Line back to the cars, but there were dry clothes and hot food in Issaquah. Not the Pour House, but not that bad, either.

Total distance was about 5.4 miles and 3,116 feet.