The previous attempt was a bit of a slog. This time we made it past the start (trail head)
The view across to Green Mountain Lunch spot: the snow was approx. 12 feet deep here Going up was tough... ...coming down was fun Eventually the "High Point" which observant readers will note is not the "summit". Yup, Pilchuck wins again What happens when the snow runs out?Note: This post was updated on 2020-11-22 to fix broken links
On previous occasions I've stayed in some odd hotels, like here and here . But this ex-prison as a hotel has been the only one to upset the kids.
Note: This post was updated on 2020-11-22 to fix broken links
At a top secret camp far away from Newham, granddad underwent a rigorous training regime in preparation for starting up a competitive gardening service with the motto: "measure once, cut twice".
Paul & Dave are said to be in a state of minor shock at the thought of the competition.
Big and old (~500 years), but not as big or old as the one we saw last summer .
Note: This post was updated on 2020-11-28 to fix broken links
Day one at La Push on the Olympic Peninsula Pacific coast.
If you're lost, you can tell which way is North because moss grows on that side of trees (assuming you're not so lost that you're no longer in the northern hemisphere).
Except when it doesn't, in places like the
Hoh Rain Forest
.
The boys now appreciate why it's called a rain forest, and not, for example, a drizzle wood.
We hit Sol Duc for a dip in the hot springs......with a variety of interesting characters. Unfortunately it was too steamy to capture on film (or CCD, or CMOS).
After a quick stop at the ranger station to assess conditions
We hiked up the closed road towards Sol Duc falls
Unfortunately snow obscured the trail making route finding impossible so,
after a quick stop to find the sweets that F had hidden in the snow,
dejectedly, we headed back to the cabin.
The odd bit of wildlife was spotted during our break
Sealions came and said hello
Seagulls told us where to go
Fat squirrels ate
And small bear's ran away
First stop on the spring break adventure: Hurricane Ridge in the Olympic National Park.
Good news was that the road was open, not so good news was that we didn't break out of the cloud so we had to play in the snow rather than admire the views
(I don't think
anyone
else
minded though).
The boys discovered some snow holes to play in while a nervous dad stood ready with an avalanche shovel ...
...yes, really!
F later put it to better use by turning the tables on his big brother.
We also managed a bit of sledding without a sledge.
and I even got to wear my new specs...
...which embarrassed F so much that he buried his head in the snow.
A misty morning down at Cottage Lake today.
This pic is the end of a week long series looking at the weather (the others are
here
) and resulted from some inspiration supplied by this
anonymous comment
.
You see, you, dear reader, really are
in control
.
Feel the power.
Note: This post was updated on 2020-11-28 to fix broken links
The consequences of
(what I must admit was a particularly successful)
April fool early
today
yesterday.
Yes, most of the contents of my office disappeared
J
Full details of the gag
here
and reactions
here
.