Last weekend, we hiked up Hurricane Hill, just like we did last year. The biggest difference was that this year, there was a lot more snow. I mean a lot more. The pack from last winter was dramatically more than the year before, which I think must be a good thing.
Mt. Baker is just barely visible in the distance:
We saw an Olympic Marmot, which was bigger and more golden than I remembered.
And there was no shortage of deer.
Silas enjoyed making snowballs (and then holding onto them until they melted away).
Silas enjoyed making snowballs (and then holding onto them until they melted away).
Hello little cloud.
On the way home, we were waylaid by a bridge opening on the Hood Canal Bridge. This gave me a rare opportunity to get out of the car whilst on the bridge in order to take a picture of the Olympic Mountains.
Thus ended our day trip to the mountains.
Thus ended our day trip to the mountains.
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