Walk to Marymere Falls - Olympic National Park

I remember the day well. The air was heavy with the scent of trees and ocean. To this mountain girl used to "rare air" it almost seemed as if the air had enough substance that I could just lean back and float away. I was captivated by the fairyland of moss, ferns, and huge old trees. The light was special too. Not harsh, but soft and subtle to my eyes until I caught a glimpse of a golden pool. The color seemed so out of place among the soft shadowy greens that it stopped me in my tracks. I could not imagine what it was until I heard its soft murmur coming through the trees, the voice of a gentle brook flowing over stone and rock. I must be close to the waterfall. And then I heard a deeper rumble. Climbing up the last bit of trail I rounded the bend and the mist from the falls rose up in a cloud settling on my face. There it was, Marymere Falls plummeting 90 feet over hanging gardens and rock.

I hope you have enjoyed our little meandering walk through the forest of Olympic National Park.

Shimmering Gold
This photo of a bubbling brook in Olympic National Park was turned into a pool of shimmering gold by the setting sun.
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Forest Walk
A photo of a dappled in sunlight nature trail lined with towering moss covered trees meanders through Olympic National Park.
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Marymere Falls Trail
A photo of Marymere Falls seen between the trees on the last bit of the waterfall trail in Olympic National Park.
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Marymere Falls
This photo of Marymere Falls in Olympic National Park is surrounded by lush hanging gardens.
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Sunday Morning Gallery - A Day with Mom

Last summer during my Mom's semiannual visit we loaded up the 4Runner and headed up the Poudre Canyon west of Fort Collins, Colorado. Our destination was Long Draw Reservoir. The road to Long Draw opens in late June and is usually closed by September so the window of opportunity to drive it is limited to the peak of summer. The road is used for cross country skiing in the winter.

After a few stops to take some family photos next to the raging Poudre River we made it to Long Draw Road. Here's Mom and Ric.

The South Fork of the Poudre River follows the winding dirt road and was bubbling and burbling music to our ears.



A wet meadow opened up as the road came around a tight bend and to our delight a bull moose was grazing on the tender new growth. Oops. He saw me.




Then we forded the little South Fork, climbed a rise, and there was the beautiful vista of the Long Draw Reservoir with the Never Summer Range in the distance.



It was a lovely day with Mom. Wishing all you Moms a wonderful Mother's Day.