Okay, so sorry folks, I know you've all been dying for part II of my labor day weekend. After I raced back from my salmon camp at the crack of dawn, I hopped in the car with Catelynn and Carson and my BFF (Sadie) for a little hike up near Snoqualmie pass. No salmon to be seen there, but a lovely fallish day!
The crew.
First chicken of the wood harvesting. Just took the little guy. Happy to say we didn't get sick, but I need to work on my recipe.
I'm a sucker for a river valley, and the White River's Skookum Flats had been calling my name for a while. Apparently 'skookum' means strong or powerful in Chinook Jargon, alluding to the mighty river flowing off of Tahoma. Clearly not at full might
Last backpacking trip of the year (two months ago now 😬)! And a long awaited one too. We'd put together an itinerary for a backpacking trip with Catelynn's dad last year, but were tragically foiled by an ill timed COVID infection. This year, things went more according
After that night out on the coast, we weren't quite ready to leave the serenity of the Olympic Peninsula. As it so happens, my aunt has been entrusted with the caretaking/usage of a nearby cabin while her friends are away. So by extension, the entire Freeman family
Walking with a heavy backpack is one of my all time favorite activities, especially when it involves trudging through sand and clambering over ocean sprayed boulders. While living in Wyoming and even in Tacoma, I've neglected the coast, so I couldn't pass up the opportunity for