Mt. Rainier
I came to Tacoma to get married when I was 20 years old. I left 18 years later when the marriage ended. But while I lived there, Mt. Rainier (Tahoma, to the Native peoples, which meant The Mountain That Was God) was a common hangout. We hiked and backpacked there, and when I was 35 I backpacked the Wonderland Trail solo. (Read about those adventures starting here.)
It’s almost 30 years to the day and I’m back at this iconic Cascade volcano, and it feels so different. I’ve seen so much, done so much, felt the roller coaster highs and lows of six-plus decades, and now I seem to be looking at this place with an emotional distance. It’s almost as if I’m watching it on a screen or looking in a book at the photographs I took decades ago.
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I lived in Tacoma for 18 years and worked for two of those in Seattle. One of my favorite places in the world is Mt. Rainier National Park. I’m happy I got to see The Mountain on this trip. Last time I was in Seattle for nine days and saw only rain. Read the rest of this entry »