into the woods, and back out again

Archive for July, 2012

Cathedral Rock… almost.

L and I took a much longer drive than usual to get to our trail on Saturday.  In fact, I think it’s a testament to our friendship that we could go on such a long drive, then walk 7 miles and still have stuff to talk about on the way home… or at least, not have any awkward silences.

In any case, our trail was located over Snoqualmie pass and down a couple of very long roads.  We drove through Roslyn, which is a charming little town, and who knew it existed?  The last stretch was about 10 miles on the bumpiest gravel road I’ve ever driven.  Seriously, I’ve never had to drive so slow in fear of busting my car.

After an hour of driving, we came to a stream, which crossed the road.  As we watched, a couple of other vehicles crossed through without damage, but having ruined a car in my adolescence by driving through swiftly flowing water, I decided we weren’t taking our chances.  I parked, and we walked the rest of the way to the trail head.  Of course, first we had to get across the stream, which was very cold, and then the rest of the way down our bumpy gravel road.

We walked.  And walked.  And walked.  I had on my pedometer, which read just over 3 miles by the time we reached the trail.  We visited the surprisingly clean outhouse, then crossed a little bridge.  A half mile into the woods and we found another creek.  Well, this was one fording too many, and we’d already walked quite a way, so we turned back and decided maybe we’ll come back later in the summer, when the water levels have gone down a bit.

It was a little anti-climactic, and I don’t like being disappointed.  Not only is it an unpleasant emotion, but I’m not much for complaining or lamenting that things haven’t gone the way I’d like.  There are two ways I deal with disappointment.  The first is to look for new answers or alternative directions.  The second is to find something positive to take away from every experience.

So… this hike wasn’t what I would have liked it to be, but I’m grateful for the time I spent with L.  She’s a good friend, much better than I think I deserve and we’ve been friends for a long, long time.  I’ve had a lot of transition in my life: all the times we’ve moved from one house to another, all the jobs I’ve had… a lot of people that have come and gone.  I’m glad for a friend who has been around for so long, and stuck by me, even when I wasn’t always such a great friend in return.  She was there when I got back together with the Man; she was my maid of honor; she was there when both my kids were born.

So?  There’s my positive thing.  It was a sunny day and a pleasantly long walk with a good friend.  And that’s enough.