Photo Friday: Fall hike
Yesterday I played hooky from my writing and went for a little hike to see the fall colors. The weather gods granted us a perfect day. I picked up my brother-in-law at 7 a.m. It was barely light at that hour, as fog had settled on Seattle. I wondered if we were crazy, but figured the vine maple and other colorful vegetation would still be visible, even if we didn't get good views. After an hour's drive, we started up the Granite Peak trail at 8:20 a.m. It was chilly enough I wore a sweatshirt for at least the first 15 minutes of the hike. Sun and mist. The first visual reward came within minutes of the start. We reached the sun and the color about the same time. The morning dew still shone on the leaves. After a couple of miles--and a couple of thousand feet of climbing--we broke out pretty much above tree line. Here, the color came from huckleberries (mountain blueberries) and other alpine shrubs. Before the final climb, we got a pleasant surprise--not just Mt. Rainier, but a