Mesa Verde

Mesa Verde National Park is the location of abandoned Native American cliff dwellings.

Although people had lived in the area for thousands of years the cliff buildings were used for less than 100 years. People left the area by 1285 due to a long lasting and severe drought.

In the upper left corner of the picture below you see a dwelling across the canyon from where Barb and I toured “Balcony House” as seen with the naked eye.

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Below is with a 300 mm lens (~6X).

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Bryce Canyon

It was foggy when we started our hike through Bryce Canyon. This gave the area a surreal feel at first. But the fog burned off and we got some great long distance views as we finished. The hiking book Barb brought claims the Queen’s Garden and Navaho Loop trail is reputed to be the best hike in the U.S. if not the world. After hiking through almost unbelievable geological formations this is a believable claim.

I’ll let the pictures tell the rest of the story.

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Bainbridge Island Swamp Lake

Last Sunday Barb and I went for a hike on Bainbridge Island. We were meeting friends from the peninsula and as this is about halfway in between our homes and them liking the outdoors as much as we did we decided to go on a short hike through the woods to Gazzam Lake.

We planned to leave at 8:30 AM to catch the 9:35 ferry but we were ready to go at 8:20 and left early. We arrived at the ferry dock, paid for our ticket, and were told we were going to be on the 8:45 ferry. Essentially we arrived just a few minutes before it was scheduled to leave and just had to drive onto the ferry and it took off. Excellent timing! The only problem was we were now 50 minutes early to meet our friends.

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Grandson Bryce’s first hike in the woods

Since his parents don’t really care for hiking in the woods Barb and I took it upon ourselves to take Bryce on his first hike. It was a short walk, about 1.1 miles round trip. He walked the entire way except for when I carried him about 100 feet at the place the trail was very narrow with a steep drop off to sharp rocks on one side.

He seemed pretty happy with the whole adventure. He did seem to think throwing rocks in the water was more interesting than looking at the waterfall though.

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WP_20150808_11_16_27_ProHe switched things up a bit by throwing a stick too.

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All indications are that he had a good time.

Franklin Falls

It is very hot this weekend and Barb went looking for a hike that wasn’t too long and with very little elevation gain. Franklin Falls met our criteria.

It was crowded and it is easy to see why. The trail was mostly wide and smooth. The trail was shaded and while it was 90 F at home it was 72 F at the trail head. Only at the very end was it a little bit sketchy with a steep drop off on one side:

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The actual falls were nice too:

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The bridge you see in the upper left of the picture above is the west bound lanes of I-90 just west of Snoqualmie Pass. As Barb said, “I had no idea this was here.”

Cama beach family reunion

Barb and Max left Friday afternoon and I followed after work. The traffic was terrible for me and it took me over two hours. But Barb was waiting for me at the park entrance and guided me through the parking and transportation from the parking area to the cabins about, by trail, 350 yards away.

We visited and went on some short hikes until it started getting dark then sat around the tables in front of the cabins and visited until it was time for bed. Most of the people I talked to asked about Maddy and Barb and I filled them in with the latest stories.

The cabins were close to the water and clean. The walls were very thin though. And the cabins were close together. You could hear people snoring in the cabin next you. We gave Max the bedroom and the large bed. Barb and I slept on the rollaway bed. Every movement was a screech of metal and the wall was so thin my snoring kept Max from sleeping well.

Lots of pictures below the fold.

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