Thursday, November 9, 2006
Lake Christine
The weather finally cleared from the downpour that had been pummelling Western Washington since I got there. I wanted to show Jacqueline Mt. Rainier, but because of the rains, the flood waters had closed the park. Thus my only choice was to go as near the park as I could. We were expecting to hang out with friends of ours who were up, Brad and Sharon, but since they had not called us, we took off on our own. With my mom's little Chevy Malibu, I was able to get us a considerable distance up the dirt road before deciding to park since we were hitting the snow line. We walked on from there assuming that it would not be long before we hit the trailhead. It was only about two miles on the road to the trailhead and then another couple miles or so up to the lake. So we really had our fun on the approach, throwing snowballs at each other and screwing around. It was fun to be around snow again as it really felt like winter was approaching. We walked up the road until it switched back up to the trailhead. Finally, we arrived at the trailhead and Jacqueline was happy to be wearing my mom's boots, which amazingly fit her well. We started up the trail which we were breaking the whole way. There were only a few inches of snow on the ground, but eventually it continued to grow until we were walking in nearly a foot of snow. It was not hard walking, though, as the trail was rather easy to find. We enjoyed a great view through the trees down into the valley below. Washington is such a fun state because you can be in winter in one area and look down below and there is fall. We continued hiking and before not too long, we were at the lake. We did not stay long because neither of us were in the mood to enjoy it. Jacqueline stayed a little while longer than me, but before too long we were ambling down the trail back to the road. The snow was coming down now and I was a bit worried about getting out on this road if we got into too much snow. But as we hit the snow line, it turned into just a drizzle. The only person that we ended up seeing was a state patrol out looking for hunters. He was pleasant especially since we were not carry any guns or deer carcass with us. We made it back to the car and I took it slowly down the windy dirt road, happy that we were able to enjoy our day.
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