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On Mt. Ranier's Glacier Basin trail at around 5,000 feet. We hiked 7 miles roundtrip, in hopes of seeing a glacier up close. Turns out, as the name of the trail so clearly states, we would arrive at a place where a glacier scooped out a basin then either retreated or melted.
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Papa Tom stands above the White River, which is running through the rocks below.
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The end of the trail. We'd climbed about 1,600 feet in elevation: more windy and a lot chillier here!
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Papa Tom, standing in the glacier basin
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On our way back. Papa Tom on the switchback below me.
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Back in Seattle, we had our anniversary dinner at The Walrus and the Carpenter. And, as the Lewis Carroll poem suggests, the restaurant specializes in oysters.
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