The goal is to hunt some meat with a bow. Just need to pass a bowhunter education course, including a section on shooting proficiency. Until the class, I have been practicing as much as possible.
Maybe it looks hard. Maybe it was. Maybe it was hillier than we thought it would be. Whatever. Totally counts as hike 5/52 also!
Amanda: 1:50:33 7/146 AG 179/1583 OA
Rory: 1:47:11 13/82 AG 125/1583
I am counting my runs as hikes. They meet most of my made up criteria. A few friends, Amanda, and I went running at Campbell Tract. There are over 730 acres to play in. It is across the street from work. We ski the trails in the winter and run there in the summer. It is outstanding. Bears, moose, birds, and all of the other Alaskan wildlife can be seen here.
In fact, there is a part that is closed when the salmon are in the creek because of the high bear activity. We ran 8 miles and had a great time. We did not see any large mammals, but that is always okay with us. They probably see us and we get to see them when we are least expecting it.
I am a little hesitant to mention the name of this hike or where it leads. Maybe I won’t mention it here, but if you ask I will tell you the name and it will be easy to figure out how to get there with a little research. We went on the afternoon of a holiday. Luckily, I didn’t have school, or I would feel guilty about not studying.
The hike started at an unmarked trailhead. We passed through many different kinds of environments.
The birder is always busy.
There were beautiful marshes and meadows.
The dogs were well behaved as always.
We eventually made it to a beautiful lake where the clouds would come rolling in over the mountains and restrict the visibility to just a few feet. Then as fast as it started, the wind would push the clouds away and the trees, lake, and surrounding peaks would be visible and inspiring.The wildflowers were beautiful in the meadows on the trail leading to the lake.At the lake there is a cabin that is open to the public and stocked by generous hikers. There were three cots, a guitar, Ramen, canned foods, and a spinning rod.
When I was in Brazil I hiked into the rainforest and would swim under these beautiful waterfalls. Some local kids were there wondering why these non locals were wandering into the forest on their own. They followed us into the jungle. Communication was difficult as they didn’t speak any English. After a couple different waterfalls I kept inviting them in to swim and they constantly refused. I didn’t think anything of it. Eventually we saw a small snake and through hand signals, I think they said that they don’t swim in the creeks because of the large snakes that could eat you. That made me pause and remember where I was. Holy shit. 20 foot anacondas. Man eaters. I had no thought of that while giddily jumping off waterfalls into unknown pools.
A few future nurses headed out to explore on our spring break. We were fresh from school and recently completed an ACLS course. Feeling like being outside, I took the dogs (Obi’s first hike), and we met at the trailhead. It starts off easily enough through the trees.Not long after that, the views really expand and the hiking gets a little more strenuous. It was nice to be sweating in the sunshine when we should be knee deep in snow. It was still March after all.When we first arrived at the lake, it was mesmerizing. I love the alpine lakes. The water was calm, clear and looked good for fishing (which is always on the back of my mind). We were amazed that there was no snow to be seen. It wouldn’t have been surprising if the lake had ice on it this time of year.I couldn’t stop taking pictures. Panoramas were almost as popular as selfies this day.
I am not afraid to admit that I was given a selfie stick and I used it. The BSB (blue shirt boys) were in full effect on this hike.Thanks as always to my hiking companions that show up and don’t complain. Also, if you hike in Washington State, you probably know about WTA, but if not, check them out as they have more information than you will know what to do with. Become a member.
If you aren’t following my Instagram, you are missing out on the #waterfallselfie barrage that is occurring. Find me @roryseiter.This tributary to the Stillaguamish has had fantastic fishing this summer. The flows are starting to finally drop so much that I will avoid this area for a while. There is small stream fishing and there is fishing that is detrimental to the fish.Instead, I am taking my friends on bushwhacking adventures and occasionally hook into some small fish.The places that fly fishing takes us is well worth it. Sometimes it is sketchy, sometimes it is uncomfortable, most of the time it is just absolutely beautiful.