Mount St. Helens

    We loaded up and headed out again. The routine of packing up and going is really beginning to fall into place as we prepare to leave each morning and when we set up at night.

    The driving began. This time we were headed towards Mount St. Helens. We stopped at a visitors center and Mom, Dad and Claire got some coffee. We looked around and read some newspaper articles about Mount St. Helens.

    We learned about Harry R. Truman, who basically just refused to leave his home on spirit lake.

    We drove onto a scenic overlook and took some pictures. The clouds were covering the mountains and it was simply gorgeous.

    We arrived at a close up of Mount St. Helens and here is the picture I managed to capture:

    26 years ago, my parents were here and they remember when the land around the volcano was desolate. We walked along a trail and saw some gorgeous flowers.

   Also, we have discovered that this is considered something like Bigfoot country. Mount St. Helens trinkets are mixed in the gift shops with Bigfoot items for purchase.

    We went to another visitors center and then we attended a ranger talk with a head on view of Mount St. Helens. The ranger told us about the eyewitness reports of May 18, the day Mount St. Helens erupted.
    He said a family was hiking on Mount Adams and they got an action shot of Mount St. Helens eruption. He told us that the family did not hear a thing. The sound waves were blocked and they watched a silent violence.
    Then he told us that a cloud began rolling through the sky towards Mount Adams. He told us that everything metal that the family was holding began humming and one of the children's braces even began humming. Then the sky went black and they began groping about trying to find their footprints in order to get back down the mountain.
    We learned some very interesting pieces of the story of Mount St. Helens. We left there and drove until we arrived at Fred Meyer.

    That store is awesome! I got two new shirts to add to my shirt collection in the camper and we drove until we finally arrived at a campsite.

    Then we went down to the pacific ocean.

        It was freezing, but I ran into the water and danced around and got wet anyway. There were jellyfish all over the place and they were transparent so you could see the sand straight through their bodies.

    Dad looked them up and told us that they wouldn't sting us and they were dead anyway. I poked one or two.

    Then we walked/ran home hoping to avoid being eaten alive by mosquitoes.

    I ate my bowl of salted sweet peppers I had been looking forward to and we enjoyed dinner in the camper.

    Then we went to sleep.

Until Next Time,

    Katherine Rose