This morning dawned with river fog and mist
spray; for a while it looked like the planned hike would have to be called off.
But by the time we topped the Rainier hill, and parked in the graveled parking
lot … the heavy river fog had begun to lift, and the heavy spray mist had
stopped completely:
A little bit of turquoise sky showing through the parting clouds.
There was a lot of flowers (tiny wild
roses, foxgloves, goats-beard, daisies, wild sweet-pea vines, pink velvety
puff-ball type of flowers) and blackberry brambles along the path; but I
got a phone call before I could capture most of the flowers – all I managed to
capture before the call came and picture taking was waylaid, was this field of
wild daisies …
Ed and Trudy are 13 and 15 years older than I
am, but they still enjoy getting outdoors, and hiking – so they came with
me. They are fun, and they are a wealth of hiking information. Bob and I
did hiking on a small scale … these 2 have been all around the world, and have
done B.I.G. hikes.
It doesn’t matter how old a person gets to
be, there is always something older people can enrich your life with … because
they have lived longer, and have information from experience they can share.
I am all about learning from experience.
So, I listen when they talk ;-)
The woodland path we walked: Trudy telling me about the type of hiking boots she wears … I'll have to make do with my sneakers until inslee's mask mandate fades away and stores get back to do rational business again.
My "back fence neighbors" and friends, Ed & Trudy: 78 and 76
I look pregnant with my fanny pack on under my blouse; but I didn’t want to have my backpack-purse along with me; and I needed to have my wallet, comb, rain poncho (just in case), chap-stick, Ibuprofen, Benadryl (for bee stings: I am severely allergic) – I needed the fanny pack … no matter how I looked with it on ;-)
Me wearing Bob's windbreaker; I like feeling like he is with me in some small way. This is a new solo lobo venture ... Bob & I never did this hike.
The phone call ended before we reached this
mud patch – if it hadn’t … I would have had to end it, because I needed all my
attention focused on getting safely across those slippery poles:
Trudy was the smart one … she wore boots.
Not happy to see this – this is why most trails are gated off.
Just a little bit further along, we came to a
picnic area near the backside of the Hudson Park Elementary School playground;
here, we cut across the school grounds to the blacktop and walked back to the
car …
Trudy; she said the Hike Club donated a picnic table to this spot.
This was a steep incline: the heart and lungs really got worked – but that’s okay; that why I hike ;-)
The Horizon in the distant gravel parking lot …
It was an enjoyable walk with fun companions.
And the rain held off for the
entire 1½ miles – as soon as we reached the car,
the raindrops started :-D
Because of the fickle weather, we didn’t walk
through the Hudson Park trails as planned (https://jeastofeden.blogspot.com/2020/06/dovetailing-details.html) – we shortened our “outside time”
back, and just skirted the school grounds. I’ll come back and increase my mileage ... and do the Park when
the weather is more stable.
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