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It was Summer’s last hurrah as I visited Soos Creek Botanical Garden earlier this week with temperatures in the mid eighties, the sun bright and burning my nose.



Then yesterday the cool marine air brought in giant clouds that filled the sky overpowering Lake Washington at Coulon Park.

As I returned to the car I found two leaves on the ground dressed in fall colors.

Already?
~ Susanne
I don’t know how many times I’ve been to Mt. Rainier but this was definitely a first.
Last weekend we drove to the remote northwest corner of the National Park to bicycle the old Carbon River Road. It had been washed out back in 2006 due to major flooding and was permanently closed in 2008. Now it was the perfect place for a bike ride!
So after a quick stop by the Ranger Station

we entered the park and started our ride down the old road.

It starts out paved but quickly changes to compact dirt and gravel. It also starts out level but continues on with a slight incline.

Bob went ahead while I was distracted and stopped to take pictures.

Wouldn’t you?

We passed giant old-growth trees – Douglas Fir and fragrant Cedar – and lots of snags

and blowdowns, where sometimes the wood was mysteriously stacked.

And if this looks like rain forest, that’s because it is. The Carbon River Valley is inland temperate rain forest – thick, lush, fragrant, and beautiful – receiving between 70 and 90 inches of rain a year.

After three and a half miles we stopped for lunch next to the river, which comes from the Carbon Glacier. It was wild and deserted – just the kind of landscape where I would expect to see grizzly bears if I was in Montana or Alaska. Thankfully I was not. And none of the resident black bear came out to greet us either.

From here the road got bumpier and steeper so it was the perfect place for us to turn around.

Going back was fun with a lot less peddling and mostly downhill. And though I didn’t fly down the road like the young ones did on their mountain bikes, I was happy to be out there with them.
While Bob went to get the truck I peeked into the nearby rain forest trail and managed to get a few more pictures. If only I could capture the fragrance too and take it home with me!

Light rain began to fall as we headed back home and once again we were thankful that we live in Washington State and so close to beautiful Mt. Rainier National Park.
Celebrating this week’s 103rd anniversary of the U.S. National Park Service for Sunday Stills.Â
~ Susanne
Though summer is slipping by I still have many travels and adventures – past, present and future – to share with you.
But in the meantime – while I am working on them – here’s a picture of Benji to tide you over.

Susanne and Benji
What do you do on a rainy summer day in the Great Northwest? Go for a hike in the woods of course! There you’ll be protected by the thick forest canopy and whatever filters through will cool you and refresh you!
And so we headed east to Twin Falls on the South Fork of the Snoqualmie River.
The trail starts nice and easy alongside the river where huge boulders rest in the shallow summer waters.

More boulders with smiling faces greeted us on the trail;


and as we continued through the forest I was reminded everywhere why Washington is called the Evergreen State.

We proceeded upward and after a mile reached the benches where we stopped and got our first view of Twin Falls in the distance.

Our aim was the bridge suspended across the canyon – we were halfway there.

When we were sufficiently rested we went down into the valley where we saw giant Maples, Cedars and this old-growth Douglas Fir.

Then it was all up, up, up and over

to Upper Falls Lookout.

We gingerly crossed the bridge and peered over both sides. This was the view of Upper Falls.

And this was the view below.

But where exactly was Lower Falls?
We crossed the bridge and stopped for our lunch break then headed back down and saw this sign.

Twin Falls Lookout? Funny thing, we’ve always gone to Upper Falls Lookout and somehow missed this one. But O MY GOODNESS – I’m so glad we stopped! We took the stairs down to a small wooden platform – and saw Lower Falls plunging 150 ft. into the river below!

It was magnificent and I should have stayed longer – but I’m a bit afraid of heights just so you know.
It was time to head back and the return trip through the woods was just as lovely – up, up, up, and down, down, down – all in reverse. I would feel it days after.
It was worth it.
~ Susanne
Everybody knows that August is the best time to visit Paradise to see the wildflowers in bloom but somehow I always miss it  We usually visit early in the season, as soon as the roads are passable; here’s what it looked like in May with nary a flower in sight.

Here’s what it looked like last week from the same spot – all thawed out and green – with nary a Mountain in sight.

Too bad. But it was still a perfect day for a hike – more like a stroll – on the easy, paved, Nisqually Vista Trail.


The wildflowers were abundant and colorful just as I’d hoped

and we were lucky to see a fat marmot feasting in the meadows.

We stopped at the overlooks and heard the rushing waters of the Nisqually River in the valley far below,

proceeding out from Nisqually Glacier.

And though we had great views of the Glacier, the Mountain remained hidden from view.

Fortunately we’d seen her earlier that day while fishing at Mineral Lake. Remember that? (Here if you missed it.)

I can only imagine how fantastic the wildflowers look with the Mountain as the backdrop –Â I will definitely return to find out. But it had been a long day and it was time to head back – but not without one more stop – a photo op at Upper Christine Falls,

where I played with shutter speed on my camera.


Why not?
Then it was off to dinner and as we made our way back home Mt. Rainier decided to show her crown after all.

Better late than never.
~ Susanne
Mineral Lake is to my husband what Hood Canal is to me: a place full of childhood memories, of long summer days spent camping, fishing, and swimming. Yesterday we made the drive to Mineral, a tiny town whose claim to fame is the beautiful mountain lake stocked with trout and wonderful views of its famous neighbor, Mt. Rainier.
Bob started coming here with his parents and their friends sometime during the last century. The parents would set up their trailers and leave them there all summer and their boys would have a grand old time. The picture below was taken at Mineral Lake back in the days of black and white. (Bob is the cute one in the middle.)

But yesterday everything was in color for our fishing trip. Well – his fishing trip. I was just along for the ride. And though it was my first time in the boat, it won’t be my last.

Okay so it’s tiny. But big enough for two and surprisingly comfortable with the little padded seats. We carried a snack with us of the best in junk food – Cheese Puffs, Doritos and a Hershey Bar. And some beef jerky that we both decided was best saved in an emergency kit.
Bob piloted the boat – the small electric motor kept us moving – and fished for trout. I helped navigate – on the lookout for the occasional random stump or log sticking up –  the town was once a logging camp. But mainly I gawked at the scenery and played with my camera.
The best views came up pretty quickly as we rounded a bend and the Mountain came into view.



It never fails to take my breath away!
As we traveled around the lake the colors changed from blue to green and variations thereof according to the depth. Nearest to shore the water became a glorious teal and sparkly.

I found other things to take pictures of too including this fellow hitchhiking.

And just for fun I used a fancy setting for this vista.

There would be no pictures of fish though. Bob didn’t catch any – he was going to throw them back anyway. As for me I enjoyed the ride. The waves lapping against the boat, the occasional eagle overhead and the changing scenery. Though next year I may get my license and show him how it’s done. (Just kidding, dear.)

Even without fish we had a wonderful day on the lake but it wasn’t long before we were ready for a burger. So we headed to shore and over to Scaleburgers in the nearby town of Elbe.

And the day wasn’t over yet! We were just a few miles from the entrance to Mt. Rainier National Park so we decided to head up to Paradise to see the wildflowers in bloom. We’re so glad we did!
Stay tuned for that story to come. 🙂
~ Susanne