Before 2012 I had only been on a hiking trial twice in my adult life. The first time was in the summer of 2005; I was overweight, out of shape and not into nature. The second time was in the summer of 2011; we hiked Mt. Pilchuck, didn't carrying a pack, and I asked "are we there yet" about 32 times.
We hit the trails hardcore this year!
- Rattlesnake Ridge
- Little Si
- Mount Si
- Tiger Mountain
- Lake Ozette triangle
- Lake Serene
- Boulder River Falls
- Heybrook Ridge
- Mailbox Peak
- Pebble Creek/Camp Muir
6 miles round trip with an elevation gain of 4100 feet...hardcore is an understatement. After 2.5 hours of hyperextending our calves, we hit a boulder scramble and I was ready to give up. Mike went on ahead and I sat at the bottom of the scramble feeling sorry for myself. It took about three minutes for me to realize that I was getting in my own way. I could scramble the shit out those rocks! So I climbed onward and made it to the top. The view was breathtaking! I was so glad that I made it to the top!
We signed the mailbox that gives the hike its name.
A hike wouldn't be a hike without and awkward photo. It kind of looks like Mike is wearing khaki underwear...You can call me crouching dragon.
On the way down I accidentally learned how to glissade (butt sled). I was trying to gracefully walk down in the snow, and look like the hiking goddess that I am. Instead I fell...and then kept falling. I stopped fighting it and embraced it. I make awkward look good.