Around the 3rd week of August, I read in the paper that the wildflowers were in peak season on Mt. Rainier. So after church that next Sunday, we quickly changed, packed a picnic dinner, and drove up to take in the beauty. It's about an hour to the entrance to the park and then another 30-40 minutes up to Paradise, the well-deserved name of this place:
We haven't been up to this spot as a family since we were just a family of 4 with these two sweet babies:
Where oh where does the time go?
That was early August, a tad early for all the flowers to be in bloom, but I remember it being so beautiful.
And since then, Trevor and I have been up there at separate times with the youth of our church, and we've been sledding in the winter a few times. But, yah, the summer wild flower season is the best. Simply glorious.
Man I was glad I dragged the big camera around. We saw a ton of professional photographers lugging huge tripods and camera equipment over their shoulders to capture the amazing scenery.
We left Puyallup with overcast and gray skies, and as we drove up to this spot, we were above the clouds and were completely overdressed. It was gorgeous and warm!
We popped into the visitor's center to speak to a park ranger about where best to see the flowers (pretty much can't go wrong on any trail) and also to get a recommendation of a easy, kid-friendly hike. We ended up walking about 3 miles over a couple different trails. It seriously was one of the prettiest places I have ever witnessed in my entire life. And it's an hour and half from where we live. As we walked, and laughed (kids all in good moods, thankfully), I added that day to my memory bank of life's greatest moments. So blessed.
Sometimes trying to get shot of my munchkins just doesn't turn out.
I did better with my phone:
So, for future reference...the 2nd/3rd week of August (barring any strange summer weather) is pretty much heaven on earth on Mt. Rainier. Visitors welcome. We hope to make it an annual Sunday afternoon trek every year.