This is what I love about living in the northwest: 3 hours after leaving my apartment, I can be eating lunch at the base of an honest-to-god glacier. Standing a stone’s throw away from a massive field of moving ice is one of those experiences I wish everyone could have in their life. It’s humbling to say the least, on par with witnessing a tornado, volcano, or other forces of nature. This things can literally move and shape mountains.
If you live near Seattle, you gotta hike the 2.5 mile trail to Heliotrope Ridge in the Mt. Baker Wilderness.
Try as I might, these photographs barely capture the scale and presence of the mountain.
What better way to celebrate Independence Day than to go camping in a national park? Five friends and I canoed up Ross Lake for a long weekend of fishing, campfires, and solitude. It was a true adventure and it felt like we had the whole park to ourselves.
Your monthly dose of inspiration as I clean off my desktop: