I haven’t written anything in my novel, Prophecy of Euphinor, today, but I promise it was all for a good reason. Today I went hiking at Mt. Rainier National Park for the second time this week and it’s beginning to feel like something I have always done.
Last week I took the Comet Falls Trail for five miles through the woods, up steep hills, over log bridges that looked like they would fall into the roaring waters below, and stood near waterfalls to soak up the little droplets in the air. Today’s hike was a little different.
I took the Pinnacle Peak Trail from the magnificent Reflection Lake all the way up the Cascade mountains until it the maintained trail ended. Then my family and I summited one of the peaks and had a decent hiking lunch of PB&J, Triscuits, and cookies. Supposedly there are great views of Mt. Rainier, Mt. St. Helens, Mt. Adams, and even Mt. Hood from up there, but all we got to see where low-lying clouds and fog that brushed up over the peaks.
The calling of an eagle and an elk for nearly an hour in the fog was a little eerie, but the hike was still worth it, especially because of all the little creatures I was able to capture on camera.
One of the strange highlights of the day was meeting an Asian-American family at the top of the peak that summitted as we were eating lunch. One of the women didn’t speak the greatest English, but as we were talking my dad asked where she was from and it turns out we live in not only the same town, but the same neighborhood (Sunrise.) It’s a small world after all…
We descended from the peaks after a few hours and decided to take a short drive up through Paradise, but they had most of the road blocked off so we turned around. Then on the way down the mountain they were going road work and we were stopped for 15 minutes at the least.
Now I will prepare for my next big adventure, when I leave at 4:30 a.m. on Saturday to hike up Third Burrows.