this is the part where you experience an awakening of the senses, soaring lightheadedly into the jet stream to encircle the planet a million times before being gently returned to your feet on solid ground in the Olympic Mountains
I went for a fairly long (13 miles) walk on Monday above the Sol Duc Valley and the ultimate reward was terrific views down to Lake Crescent and over to the icy massif of Mt. Olympus. The mountain haze didn’t make for ideal shooting but at least it was fairly interesting and I felt as though working my vantage right could produce some worthy images. The wind was absolutely ferocious up here, and so bitterly cold I resorted to sticking my hands down my pants to warm up between shots. Fortunately there was no one around to witness the ignominy. You could argue I was hiding behind these rocks for shelter as much as searching for perspective, haha! And of course the wind made for some fairly stressful forest hiking at times, being that I made my way through quite a lot of matchstick forest high on Snider Ridge with teaser views north to that blue wind tunnel of the Strait of Juan de Fuca. Lake Crescent, included in the boundaries of Olympic National Park, is a very deep lake (unofficial soundings to more than a thousand feet) and produces some of the most fantastical blues this side of Crater Lake. So odd then, that I chose this picture. It is just speaking to me tonight, I guess you could say.
Adam’s watching the first Harry Potter movie, tonight. And giggling and oohing and aahing in satisfyingly frequent installments. I decided that he has earned the right to start watching the movies, since he has breezed through the first five books. This afternoon after school, we picked up Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone from Scarecrow Video and then walked a block or two to Half Price Books and got Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince.