Ozette Backpacking 2020

Backpacking Washingtons Wilderness Coast part 3|3

Day 6 – Cedar Creek to Yellow Banks It rained all night and was still steadily coming down when I arose. I packed up and cooked breakfast in the rain.  I slipped and slide my way down the bluff in the rain. I began my return journey up the beach in the rain.  The tide was well out at this point and since this was to be the longest days hike, over what I knew…

Continue reading

Ozette Backpacking 2020

Backpacking Washingtons Wilderness Coast part 2|3

Day 3 – Yellow Banks to Norwegian Memorial I awoke to a sunny morning high on the Yellow Banks. The soothing sound of the sea in its continuous restless motion had brought on a good nights sleep.  This would prove to be of great value as this was the most difficult day of hiking of this trip.  I broke camp and loaded up my backpack finally really getting everything optimally sorted with my pack.  I…

Continue reading

Ozette Backpacking 2020

Backpacking Washingtons Wilderness Coast part 1|3

In the long summer days my thoughts often turn to the mountains, the forests, the waters and the solitude and immediacy such places reveal. Traveling day after day under one’s own power, truly being in these places and seeing the surroundings at a pace that you can absorb them, following a schedule of one’s own inclinations, and being able to respond to the inscrutable exhortations of your soul. This year everything of course is uncertain,…

Continue reading

dayhikes

Wallace Falls Hike

Late October 2018, returning early from a trip to the City I decided to go up Highway 2 toward Stevens Pass and look for a short hike. This is an area very familiar to me from my skiing days as Steven’s was a favorite, but I have never done much hiking off of 2. Like I-90 hwy 2 is dense packed with trails into the Cascades and the foothills as it rises from sea level…

Continue reading

Tour2017

Olympic Mountain Dreams day 3

patches of moonlight wavering through branches — watering an ancient tree I awoke a few times through night to an exultation of stars peeking through the canopy and very late a thin moon made it over the valley walls. After a my nights sleep with the ever present white noise of the river, I woke to a grey morning with mist streaming down the valley walls.  Over the course of a morning spent in contemplation…

Continue reading

dayhikes

Taking Tiger Mountain by Foot

I ended up with a few unanticipated days off in early January and on one of those days I hiked up onr of the trails up Tiger Mountain.  One of my favorite bicycle  routes passes this trail which heads up to Poo Poo Point where hang gliders launch off on windy summer days and I’ve wanted to tackle it for a while.  Tiger Mountain, in the so-called Issaquah Alps, is close to Seattle and thus…

Continue reading