Seattle Hiking: Tiger Mountain
Go to the woods. No matter what you’re feeling, go to the woods.
It’s incredible to me that $5 in bus fair and some luck got us to this mountain. It was a quick ride downtown on a city bus, then a fancy express bus ride out to a depot in Issaquah. From there, an old coworker of Adé’s graciously picked us up and took us to one of the trailheads. Looking at the map now, you could easily take another 45 minutes to walk it; looking at the folks in Issaquah, you could easily ask a stranger for a ride, too.
Our ride, Mike, that dude’s a trail runner- the lean, mountain goat type that you’re shocked to hear is 40, and we served as a bit of an excuse for him to put off Saturday chores. He was the right kind of patient for our energy level, where if I wanted to fuck around and go off trail and cut up my legs to take a picture of a tree with Adé, he would just run ahead and turn around and come back once he hit the next split in the trail.
…Until the rain came, anyway.
While we got soaked hiking down, Mike ran ahead to warm up his car AKA not get stuck in heavy rain like us idiots. I really don’t mind the rain, even when it’s heavy I guess, and Adé was a real champ about me still wanting to stop and take pictures in it. I think it’s safe to say we all got something we wanted out of the morning.
I don’t know, being in the woods is so cleansing to me. Growing up in the east coast Appalachian wilderness, the PNW is familiar and foreign at same time. The air is different, as are the colors, but the stillness and serenity makes me feel like I’m 10 again.
- Henry David Thoreau (via lazyyogi)
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