On our recent trip to Seattle we took a day and drove out east an hour or so to Rattlesnake Lake.
It’s a very popular though not big lake and very beautiful.
No powerboats but lots of canoers and kayakers out and about.
Sweetie braved the ice cold water and sharp pebbles and waded out to these stumps. See that rock ledge behind her? That is Rattlesnake Ledge and there is a trail up there.
We didn’t make it up there but a lot of people did.
We had a great time. And no, we didn’t see any snakes.
Natures Footstep: Waters on Wednesday
Mount Rainier is hard for me to get my head around. It is an incredible (to this flatlander) 14,410 feet tall.
The weather at the top is much different than the weather at the bottom. In fact I think it makes its own weather.
Much of the time you can’t even see the top.
Then it clears off. It is very majestic.
It has glaciers year round.
That feed incredible waterfalls.
And Rivers, this one didn’t look like much but you should have heard its roar from way above the canyon.
Aside from the fact that it is not an extinct volcano, the mountain seems alive. It is dangerous also. About three people a year die in mountaineering accidents on the mountain.
Aren’t you glad we have our National Parks? I am.
Our World Tuesday
Mount Rainier National Park has the coolest old school fences.
On our recent whale searching outing while on vacation in Seattle we passed underneath the Deception Pass Bridge. It connects Whidby Island and Fidalgo Island together and was completed in 1935. It is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. It consists of two spans with a total length of 1487 feet and moves about 20,000 cars per day.
The cruise we talk was pretty smooth until we got to Deception Pass. The currents are very turbulent and the ride was a little rough for a few minutes before and after.
The strait is called Deception Pass because for a long time the early European’s thought it led to a small bay and not a passage.
After a long day exploring Mount Ranier National Park last week we descended out of the park into the little town of Ashford, Washington to eat at the Copper Creek Inn. A small roadhouse that really serves good food to the hungry and tired. Sweetie had zeroed in on the blackberry pie while doing research the day before. It was as good as advertised. She ate it before I could take a picture of it.
Plus, being from Oklahoma we are always in continual amazement at how many people actually keep their windows open. Ours in Oklahoma are buttoned up from March to October.
Of course what I liked was the stick alphabet on the outside of the building.
Ruby Tuesday 2