Here’s something interesting for you: many people think the Pacific Northwest is only the territory from western Oregon up through western Vancouver, British Columbia. It’s not. The Pacific Northwest, AKA: PNW, covers Washington, Oregon, B.C., Idaho, and parts of Montana and California and Alaska.
These falls…oh, so much more I could have scrambled, but I left Angsty Teenager and the Greekanese at the trailhead by a stream and decided it would be rude to bail on them for more than an hour 🙂
Green Lake – I will see you soon.
I had this great plan for getting up super early, pre-dawn-style, hopping a ferry over to the Olympic Peninsula and adventuring through a trail system along a lake. That didn’t so much happen.
While everyone was taking the chance to #optoutside – something I do every Black Friday due to my extreme dislike of large crowds of insane people – I decided to check out a local Wildlife Refuge just down the road from my place.
Just in case the title of this post wasn’t clear; I totally dug the Badlands!
My poetic tribute to humidity:
Oh, humidity, how I hate you. I have not missed you. I despise you. Oh, humidity. Continue reading
I know, I know. Super dramatic title, right? Can’t you just feel the drama? Is it humming through your veins; like that insanely suspenseful build up to a book’s climax that leaves you sitting on edge? Continue reading
If you were to ask my mother what her version of “camping” or “roughing it” is, she’d tell you it’s renting a room at the Holiday Inn (American ones aren’t necessarily as nice as European ones). I, on the other hand, would tell you it’s being out amongst nature or staying in a rustic or “primitive” cabin in the middle of winter.