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I admit
to an extra feeling of pride and accomplishment just in being here
in Washington. It was to this area that I first dreamed of coming
when I got the RV bug. I remember my first thought when I saw the
big windows in this motor home was "Wow - I'll be able to see
ALL of Mt. Rainier through these!" With one seeming setback
or delay after another, sometimes it seemed like I'd never get here,
but here I am and boy does it feel great! Sometimes even I have
to admit that some things are worth the wait. I know I should be
able to find peace and happiness wherever I am and whatever I do,
but I haven't evolved to that place yet - that's gonna have to be
a long term goal for me, the original Miss Impatient! As those who
know me well know, my motto is "Instant gratification takes
too long!"
We were
driving the scenic route toward Seattle when we first caught sight
of Mt. Rainier. It's a dangerous thing to see from the road because
it's so hard to take your eyes from the mountain and on the road
where they belong. So we stopped at several points just so I could
take a jillion pictures and exclaim repeatedly "just look at
that mountain - just look at it!" "It doesn't look real,
does it - there's nothing that perfect possible in this world, is
it??" "Look how it looks like it's just floating there
on the horizon - it doesn't even look like it has a base - it's
not really of this earth, is it??"
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couldn't contain nor help myself, so even though we had only driven
87 miles that day, we just had to stop at a nearby campground so we
could go pay our respects to the most magic mountain. I told Don it's
only polite to greet the host upon entering a home. And Mt. Rainier
is the undisputed star, as well as the perfect host to this area.
But the old guy must have been in a playful mood because by the time
we got to the top, he was playing hide and seek behind the clouds
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only positive thing about that was that the surrounding mountains
with such descriptive names as Mule's Ears stood out in a way that
they cannot when the big guy is out. And they were so beautiful with
their snow capped tips and glacier sideburns that we thoroughly enjoyed
the little hike we took where we saw waterfalls and grazing deer eating
the wildflowers that are just now really coming into their own. It's
an absolutely perfect time to be in this glorious area of the country! |
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ethereal being rising from the middle of the clouds is the tip of
the great snow capped mountain, not part of the clouds. Surely that
mountain is simply an angel captured in rock! |
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