Unice Lake, snow still in August!


One of the many seasonal ponds in these climes, with Rainier in the background.

Ah, Dewey lake! Just far enough to discourage the "tourist" but near enough to hike to at dusk.

Soon I shall venture a few miles farther north, to the realms of Snyder and Kerouac ala Earth House Hold and Dharma Bums. The first time I read On the Road I had recently moved to Washington via California and Colorado (Castle Rock, my home town even makes a brief appearance!) The more I read of Kerouac and the beats the more I realized I had found my people, but once I discovered Mr. Gary Snyder, well, there it is, eh?