the drive into the park had us heading northeast, up up up, and out of seattle into the mountains. the cascades rise surprising and dramatic, thick, row after row of young sharp mountains covered in green trees, and some snow. it was such a joy to drive into these mountains. as soon as we rolled into the park, we hopped out for a roadside vista and short hike, where we learned that the mountain rivers running out of these mountains have been dammed up to generate washington's electricity....and consequently some very very beautiful turquoise alpine lakes.
one of these lakes was diablo lake, and our gorgeous campsite sat right on the edge of this cold clear lake. we wasted no time getting right down to that water.
the next morning, we set off for a hike to the ross lake dam, and the drive was gorgeous.
oh hey camper van!
but the lake was a reward. all three of these crazies brought their swimsuit, but only one went in.
back at the campsite, these two got very busy building a fort in a ditch-like zone,
and then got out the knives and started whittling their marshmallow sticks. i can't believe no one got cut this whole trip.
2 comments:
Really great telling and fabulous pics of your trip.
And "goodbye, pappa" was beautifully written - I am very sorry for your loss.
Thanks for posting such thoughtful, laughable, funny and sad stories of real life.
thanks anna!
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