Monthly Archives: September 2014

“It is easy in the world to live after the world’s opinion; it is easy in solitude to live after our own; but the great man is he who in the midst of the crowd keeps with perfect sweetness the independence of solitude.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

A trip to see the mystical lady – Mount Rainier

Pika is Harpo's Spirit Animal

Pika is Harpo’s Spirit Animal

Mount Rainier National Park – Mowich Lake Spray Park Loop
Distance: 17 miles
Elevation Gain: 5,273 feet
Date: September 5 – 7, 2014
Hikers: Groucho & Harpo + Kate & Doug
Duration: 3 days, 2 nights

Harpo Sez: Thank you thank you thank you mother nature for providing so much unimaginable beauty. Last weekend we enjoyed the absolute privilege of tagging along on a 2 night trip with Groucho’s sister and bro-in-law who had secured a permit to backpack in the Mount Rainier National Park. These buddies are the best. They not only did all the trip planning, they also are a kick to hang out with. We love them a lot. The itinerary was a 17 mile loop over 2 nights. We began at the Mowich Lake Trailhead Friday afternoon and headed south, just 2 miles, to camp at Eagle’s Roost for the first night. We got to camp mid-afternoon which provided us the leisure setting up, then taking a short afternoon side-trail (about 1/2 mile roundtrip) to Spray Falls – a gorgeous waterfall ending in a rapid river. We cooled our feet in the glacial water and told jokes in the sunshine.  After dinner at camp, we hiked back toward the trail head about 10 minutes, to a viewpoint of Rainier that we had passed on our way in. In the surreal dwindling sun, the mountain looked like a postcard backdrop. Her power is epic and her magic so obvious when you are so close. Right before dark, the moon began to rise, seemingly right out of the mountain’s tip-top.

From our campsite at Eagle's Roost it was only a 5 minute walk to this side trail to the majestic Spray Falls.  - photo by Doug Cox

From our campsite at Eagle’s Roost it was only a 5 minute walk to this side trail to the majestic Spray Falls. – photo by Doug Cox

Glasses selfie

Sun glasses selfie taken while soaking our feet

Big Lady

Big Lady in waning sun

Lovely people

Gorgeous people

Saturday we woke to tackle the 5 mile journey to our next campsite, through the celebrated Spray Park and Seattle Park. We began with a short but hefty climb 1600 feet or so, but once at the top, we were rewarded with relatively flat terrain, very well maintained trails, consistent and ever-beautiful views of Rainier, and the joys of the flowers, meadows, rock morraines, snow fields, bugs and cool streams that make up the Spray Park trail. At Seattle Park we were graced with a far-distant view of mountain goats, and some nice big rocks to take a lengthy snack break.

Spray Park - photo by Doug Cox

Spray Park – photo by Doug Cox

Super beautiful meadows full of flowers (and mosquitos) - Photo by Doug Cox

Super beautiful meadows full of flowers (and mosquitos) – Photo by Doug Cox

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Kate leads the way through the snow field

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Umbrellas = sun cover? or clown show?

On our descent to Cataract Valley (our next camp) we began passing prolific huckleberry bushes which we collected for later use in Groucho’s new alpine purple drink concoction (recipe coming soon.) At Cataract Valley Campsite we set up our tents next to a Talus field populated with adorable and noisy pikas. When alarmed, pikas make a call that sounds like a high pitched “beep”. They are alarmed a lot. Groucho decided that he wanted to go trail running, and set off to knock off another 7 miles or so. I climbed up the talus field to hang out with my new pika friends and knock out a few chapters of Star Trek Unification.  Kate, Doug and I enjoyed some lengthy social camp time – hanging out, chatting, eating huckleberries – a luxury that I only recently realized I so rarely provide myself in our thru-hiking-style backpacking. Groucho returned at dusk and we ate our cold-hydrated ramen, watching the pikas scurry around gathering greens and berries for their dinners. We went to sleep with pikas still sounding their little beeps into the night.

Our relatively secluded camp at Cataract Valley had ample room for our tents, plus! a pretty view of a talus field. Pikas provided entertainment all evening but they were too quick to photograph. - photo by Doug Cox

Our secluded site at Cataract Valley Camp had ample room for our tents with seating for lounging and social time. – photo by Doug Cox

The next day was our biggest trek of the trip – 10 miles back to the parking lot… first dropping 1500 feet down to Carbon River for 2 miles where we said farewell to Kate and Doug (they had planned to stay at the Mowich Lake Campsite this last night, whereas we had to get back to the city.)  After the initial descent, we traversed several flat miles along the river passing scores of Sunday morning trail-runners. Then we turned up the mountain to face a rigorous 3.6 miles to Ipsut pass gaining several thousand feet of elevation. Though difficult, the climb was pretty – traveling through wet, green forests with questionable mushrooms and berries everywhere. Eventually we popped out of the trees and spent another half hour switching back and forth up the mountain side to the pass. For the second day in a row, I was grateful for our umbrellas as sun protection… it was too hot to keep sunscreen on! The last mile down from the pass to Ipsut Lake was cool and shaded. When we got to the lake we found a short path to the lake shore where we took a refreshing dip (30 seconds tops) and then hiked the last 5 minutes back to the car. Gorgeous weekend, gorgeous views, gorgeous people. Thank you Doug and Kate for planning this trip and inviting us along. I completely recommend this itinerary for anyone who is interested in a leisurely, beautiful, 2-night backpacking trip. The 3.6 mile climb to Ipsut on the last day is the hardest part, but it’s all about the big finish, right!? While it’s tough, I do think it is manageable if you take plenty of breaks and pace yourself. The other days are fairly easy with grand rewards.  (For athletes or thru-hiking types – the round-trip 17 miler would be a great challenge for a day hike – but if you have the time to spare, you might as well get a permit and say out a night. You can see from this map that the Ipsut Campsite and Carbon River Campsite are both adjacent to other trails where you can get in a few more miles if you just aren’t tuckered out enough when you get to camp.)

Trekking between Spray Park and Seattle Park we encountered a few short snow fields. (Groucho and Harpo sport their sunbrellas.) - photo by Doug Cox

Trekking between Spray Park and Seattle Park we encountered a few short snow fields. (Groucho and Harpo sport their sun-brellas.) – photo by Doug Cox

View more of Groucho’s flicks from the trip including the moon rising out of the mountain

Awesome almost full moon rising in a clear sky above the Big Lady

Awesome almost full moon rising in a clear sky above the Big Lady


Some of the sights from our recent peregrination around the Rainier National Forest…

North west end of Mother Mountain, with views to the north across the Cascades

North west end of Mother Mountain, with views to the north across the Cascades

Suspension bridge across the Carbon River

Suspension bridge across the Carbon River

A small tongue of the Carbon River in early light

A small tongue of the Carbon River in early light

Rainier National Park is superbly maintained, and all the bridges are, while quaint, super well built. And the streams they spread are dreamy...

Rainier National Park is superbly maintained, and all the bridges are, while quaint, super well built. And the streams they spread are dreamy…

Mowich Lake - so nice for a quick dip after a hot (though short) 10 mile day...

Mowich Lake – so nice for a quick dip after a hot (though short) 10 mile day…

Cats I have loved

Returning from the AT last winter, the idea of signing a lease, or even making a ‘permanent’ home seemed impossible.  Having work obligations around Seattle, we found a grand solution – house sitting.  I love it – it’s like getting to see a portrait of people’s lives, the way the envision themselves – expressed through funky or nostalgic tchotchkes, beautiful and/or totally inappropriate furniture, wild book collections, pleasing artistic arrangements and collections,  and most interesting of all – beloved pets.

Since January we have house sat for over 14 residences. Here are (just a few) of the cats I have loved:

This old gal was a real pal.

Nona – This old gal was a real pal.

Shoehorn communicates. Loud and proud. He lives amongst the most beautiful antique furnishings and sleeps on the dining room aloft a lovely, home-knit blanket. He sees ghosts but fears only the taxidermic bear in the bedroom.

Shoehorn – communicates loud and proud. He lives amongst the most beautiful antique furnishings and sleeps on the dining room table, aloft a home-knit blanket. He sees ghosts, but fears only the taxidermic bear rug in the bedroom.

Pooshie believes that the time you spend in bed is the time you have dedicated to loving him.

Pooshie – believes that the time you spend in bed is the time you have set aside just for for loving him.

Moochie is the most patient, lover. He lives with my parents and is like the wise priest of the household.

Moochie – lives with my parents and is the wise, patient, priest of the household.

This family forgot to tell us the name of their cat. However it's affectionate and demanding nature and tabby colors reminded Groucho of his grandma's cat. So we named her Thor.

This family forgot to tell us the name of their delightful, drooly cat. However it’s affectionate and demanding nature and tabby colors reminded Groucho of his grandma’s cat. So we named her Thor.

Cortezis an au natural beauty. This independent spirit seizes the day (and night) going in and out at will - delighting in everything around her.

Cortez – an au natural beauty. Her independent spirit seizes every day (and night) as she goes in and out and in and out and in and out at will.

These buddies don't know pain. Don't know fear. Don't know their own strength. All they know is love.

Blues Bros – These buddies don’t know pain. Don’t know fear. Don’t know their own strength. All they know is love.

The first cat love of my life - Friskie

Friskie – The first cat love of my life

Cats - an excerpt from the musical (Harpo age 15)

Cats – an excerpt from the musical – Harpo age 15 on the left

Snacks: Trail Sprouting

IMG_9698Sprouting is one of the easiest ways to get fresh food on trail without worrying about the water weight and fragility of fruit, or the rapid decay of greens. Harpo & I sprouted all along the AT and have continued the practice on our more recent trip to the Olympics. Trail sprouting is really effective on trips longer than 2 nights – it takes an overnight soak and 2-3 days rinsing twice per day (using about 1/4 cup of treated water) to get the seeds to an edible state – right about the time you’re craving some fresh, non-dehydrated food. We repackage sprouts ordered from Sprout House into 2oz increments, and use a hemp sprouting bag from Outdoor Herbivore on trail.

Sprouts combine well with oats, or can be thrown in with ramen. One of our favorite AT trail recipies was a flour tortilla filled with instant hummus and sprouts

Sprouts after 3 days in the Outdoor Herbivore hemp sprouting bag

Sprouts after 3 days in the Outdoor Herbivore hemp sprouting bag

Snacks: Grouchy Mix

Grouchy Mix

Grouchy Mix

Uncle Bud’s deep fried garlic peanuts
– dehydrated okra & green beans
– raw cashews
– tamari almonds
– roasted & salted soy nuts
– spicy roasted pepitas

The Uncle Bud’s are the winner here… Harpo and I have been buying them down at Uwajimaya for a minute. You can get the rest of the ingredients at any well stocked store with a bulk department. The key is offsetting the expense of the raw cashews with other cheap ingredients like the spicy pepitas, or sesame seeds if you prefer. Basically, Groucy Mix is salty & mouthy, with some crisp moments and a creamy finish. Them little chipmunks, with their bandit mascara, love it… positive reviews all around.

On the first night out a squirrel brought down our bear hang and ate some snacks. On our last night, a chipmunk ran up a bear wire and broke into Harpo's snack bag ... and on returning to the trailhead for resupply, we found out a lil dude had climbed up inside the locked car and busted into Harpo's snacks AGAIN!

On the first night out a squirrel brought down our bear hang and ate some snacks. On our last night, a chipmunk ran up a bear wire and broke into Harpo’s snack bag … and on returning to the trailhead for resupply, we found out a lil dude had climbed up inside the locked car and busted into Harpo’s snacks AGAIN!