The Big Wild

In the last few days of Indian Summer in Seattle, Hana and I knew we had to get in one good pack-trip before I had to leave for work.  The previous day, we had been down to the waterfront, and the Olympics stood in dark green contrast to the blue Puget Sound.  Yep.  That’ll do.  We threw together gear for a quick mid-week weekender, and cruised over to the Olympic Peninsula.

If you haven’t been to the Olympics, you are missing out.  Craggy mountain peaks, ice-blue glaciers, dripping rainforests, and ocean beaches are all in abundance on this most northwesterly corner of the contiguous United States.  The Olympic National Park is a wonder unto itself, with 5 specific wilderness areas, and an epic-ly unbroken section of rugged Pacific coastline.  Truly, this is the Pacific Northwest in full glory–salmon runs, bears snacking on huckleberry, Roosevelt elk bugling in the mist–it doesn’t get…

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