Skip to main content

Adventure Begins When There are No Plans: Cascade Staycation

 

What I love most about my relationship with Brad, is his willingness to go with the flow of things, especially when we travel or go on vacation. We lost our opportunity this summer to go to Costa Rica due to COVID, so we had to think outside the box on something we could do that was within our means. We tossed around ideas and finally decided to putz along the Cascade Loop, a scenic drive that meanders through Central Washington and into the Cascades and Wenatchee River Valley. We figured we could easily social distance from people by not taking any populated hikes, avoid tourist traps and destinations (except for Leavenworth) , and Van Life it for a  week. We did just that and our 8 day adventure was an unplugged, slow moving bliss that settled my anxieties for the upcoming school year.

Let me just say, Washington State is so beautiful. I am so fortunate to get to call this place home and have lived here now, 10 years. Washington is so diverse, too, because the East side of the state is full of dry desert, flat and rolling farmland, whereas, the closer you get to the mountain ranges, the landscape changes drastically to diverse alpine forest and crystal clear or deep green lakes that are situated between towering rocky cliffs.

Mt. Baker

Since we had no real destination, we set out first for Mt. Baker National Park. We can see Mt. Baker perfectly from our house, and it is always a towering beauty in the early morning hours. I knew going into visiting the infamous peak, the road was closed due to snow. The plows were not moving the last few feet from the road due to COVID restrictions, so going to places like Artist Point would be out of the picture for now. We camped at the base on a national forest service road, off the road, near a major road washout that we decided to not cross. In fact, we learned that the road went to a trailhead, and we saw quite a few vehicles pass us in the morning and evening, only one almost got stuck and didn’t even make the trek. It was a great little spot, really, with a cascading waterfall within feet, and a nice view of lush forest around us. We ventured to Mt. Baker the next morning after picking up camp, and the views did not disappoint. We walked around Picture Lake, enjoyed the views, and then thought about parking at the base of the road and hiking the last .7 miles up to the main parking area, but upon sight of all the cars, illegally parking along the road and into the backpackers overnight lot, we opted out and decided to continue on our journey.

We ended up near the Canadian Border on our route to connect to Highway 2, and were astounded by how much corn was growing in this valley near the town of Sumas. Too bad the borders were still closed, otherwise we’d be checking out Canada in a heartbeat.

We see this mountain from our house. :)


Picture Lake, Mt. Baker



These little can wines are super yummy: Sangria with our Mexican themed dutch oven dinner. 


Tasty!

Van Views


High fives for Papa


Nooksack Falls



Along The Loop: Cascade Range

The loop continued and we ventured over the pass to view Diablo Lake, a huge deep aqua lake that has its own ferry, and is nestled deep in the Cascade Mountain Range. Way too many people crowded the lake and shorelines. We didn't even stop at the overlook because of too many people. We continued on and camped at a first-come, first-serve campground: Lone Fir at the base of the range.

Lone Fir was perfect, with a 2 mile loop trail that needs some major TLC, located in the campground itself. Most of the bridges were completely upturned, with the spikes and nails sticking out of it. The main suspension bridges across the river was perfect and in mint condition. Of course, this was one hike we were ill prepared for and it was evening, so I was a little apprehensive not hiking with adequate gear. But Jax was a super star, as usual, and high tailed it without issue.  Maddy and I walked around and witnessed a weasel capture a mouse, which was pretty awesome. The stargazing was phenomenal and so clear, with no light pollution. Really stellar from our campsite.



Writing in her travel journal 

From inside the campervan

Reading together

One of the few bridges still entact. 


Methow Valley, Wintrhop, Twisp, and Lake Pergyn State Park

We continued on the next day and explored Winthrop. We bought a couple things at the shops and got Maddy a new hat as an early birthday gift. We had ice cream, because it was well over 80 degrees, and enjoyed the time in  town. It reminded me of walking along the old fashion boardwalks of Cody, a throwback to an old Western city.

When afternoon hit, we ventured to Pearrygin State Park and enjoyed swimming in the lake. Once we finished our venture there, we headed to find the next camp spot, which was a National Forest Campground in the back woods called Mystery Campground. We weren’t alone, as one other group of locals were there, who lectured us about our campfire, although we knew campfires weren’t included in the burn ban yet. We were lucky to be able to finish our dinner on the campfire before we got told to turn off the fire. Another phenomenal starry night here!


She started her first campfire, with the help of Papa

Jaxson loved this sign. 

Showing off her cool new hat

Taking a dip in Lake Pearrygin


Lake Chelan and Silver Falls Trail

We snagged a spot to camp at Lake Chelan State Park and got a great spot that was near the docks, that overlooked the lake. It was actually pretty awesome. We really enjoyed the Lake Chelan area. We hiked the trail there called Little Bear Trail: Bitterbrush Loop. We read reports of a sow and her two cubs being seen on the trail, but only witnessed some baby bear print and nothing more. We loved camping at this state park and hope to enjoy it again in the future, with less people. It was great and the lake was crystal clear, blue, and perfect.

En route to Leavenworth, after making reservations at a local RV Park to stay for the next two nights, we ventured onward along the Wenatchee River Valley. The terrain shifted and it was really cool to see how the Columbia River is used for irrigation along the valley and feeds into the growth of countless vineyards and orchards. I once joked with Brad I could eat my way across this valley. So much appetizing fruit and wineries, I would never get bored.

We did stop at a short easy hike labeled Silver Falls, which was fun and a pretty decent incline. It was dusty, but the shade felt good and the stream and falls were spectacular. The views along the loop of the valley as we continued were amazing and very few people on the trail was a plus. The Ponderosa Pines smelled sweet like cinnamon, we discovered this after the fact. It was amazing.

Lake Chelan from Little Bear Trail

Fearless

Drying off in the hot sun

Diving deep in Lake Chelan


Floating away


We all had fun taking a dip in Lake Chelan!

Van Life



Evening dock walk


Early morning dock walk

Watching the skiers, already up and having fun on the water. 

Watching sis swim


Hiking on our way up Silver Falls


Silver Falls





Orchard Drive By along the Wenatchee River Valley





Leavenworth

The next few days we spent in Leavenworth, which was upon Brad’s request. He loves this little German town and what a better way to visit a typical, thriving tourist trap then during a pandemic. Thursday we walked around town, enjoyed the Blackbird Island Trail, saw a ton of bear scat on the trail, and sat watching floaters float the river. We window shopped and ate good food at the German restaurant in their outdoor seating. Friday we had a full day packed with activities of visiting the Reindeer Farm and getting up close and personal with the reindeer, and then floated the Wenatchee River. It was so fun. We missed seeing a bear that appeared over an embankment, all because Madelynne decided to jump in and couldn’t get back on her tube at that very moment.

The only negative about our trip was the RV park. It was right next to the highway and the first night we were there, the young campers next to us were up to all hours of the night, which was a bit ridiculous. They were a bunch of vagabonds, traveling the PNW. The girl next to us really had no clue what she was doing with her brand new tent, water bottle, and camp chair. Brad was so thankful I was a camper and knew a thing or two about camping. 





Waiting for the bus to take us floating

This was his lunch. 



Picture with Elsa


Big boy shedding his velvet

Reindeer Farm in Leavenworth



Camp Games

New books and a new succulent to add to our collection at home

Vineyard and mountains

Log seasaw


Flowers and hanging baskets along Leavenworth's Main Drag

Mural

Brad loves this little town. 

Staying safe on our adventure




Grasshopper Meadows

For the last leg of our trip, we spent two nights at Grasshopper Meadows. It was located about 15 miles from Leavenworth. The original campground I had selected was already full, so we settled for Grasshopper Meadows. It was relatively peaceful until Saturday morning, when a large loud family arrived at 8am and were not quiet the rest of the time. They also hogged the water front, but we managed to get some time by the river in the early afternoon.

This was a great place to celebrate Maddy’s birthday. We cooked an awesome cake and pizza’s in the Dutch Oven, as she requested. The stars here were also incredible and we spent two nights stargazing over the mountains to the east of us. We couldn’t ask for a better family adventure.

Enjoying the views from the hammock


Add caption

Captain America!

Enjoying the Dutch Oven Pizza


Making the pizza

Dutch Oven Chocolate Cake perfection

Scoping out the mountain side

Reading

Filthy camp feet

Family river day

White River Views

Morning reading time

White River Views


 

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

For the future's not ours to see...

There is so much going on in our world today that is negative. I get irritated with watching the news and seeing such drama the media portrays. I never really paid that much attention to it until I had Madelynne and then everything changed about my perception of the world. It is scary, out there, when all you want to do is shelter and protect your little one. Maybe I am coming to the terms with growing older and realizing that life on this great planet is limited and to make the most of it. Being a SAH mom has really caused me to think and reflect on so many different things. It hasn’t always been sweet, happy thoughts, either. I know a few weeks ago I was really concerned for the end of the world and for my daughter and future generations that have to endure such drastic changes that will continue to occur over time. I find myself getting caught up with questions about my faith and my journey as a Christian and feeling lost and not knowing who to turn to or talk to about such conflict

Just B

In teaching poetry and preparing my kiddos this week for their poetry presentations, we watched a few spoken word poets via pre-selected versions on YouTube. One video that stood out the most was from the 2012 TED talks from spoken word poet, Sarah Kay. The poem is a perfect depiction of having a child and advice that a mother wants to carry on to her daughter...If you have an opportunity, I'd check it out on YouTube and just watch the "If I should have a daughter" or the title of the poem is "B". Sifting through the poem, I extracted a few of my favorite quotes and a few recent pictures of Madelynne to accompany them. Enjoy.  "...Because there’s nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it’s sent away" (Sarah Kay, TED Talks, 2012).  “...Remember, your Mama is a worrier, and your Papa is a warrior, and you are the girl with small hands and big eyes who never stops asking f

The Emerald Isle: The Middle

WICKLOW MOUTAINS AND GLENDALOUGH After our first initial stay in Dublin, we ventured south en route to our vacation rental which was near Cork. I wanted to see Glendalough Valley and the monastic ruins that have been there since the 6 th century. We got our first initial taste of “white knuckle” driving that everyone warned us about. Skinny, one lane roads with either old stone walls bordering each side of the road or overgrown, green foliage…it was a bit insane. Not to mention, the mountain passes were curvy and unforgiving. One local told us that to put the speed sign of 100k right before a bend was like the road was coaxing you, daring you to drive that fast. Many one lane bridges Ireland roads Glendalough was beautiful with historic and old ruins, two beautiful lakes, and expansive hiking trails. Old, Celtic cross tombstones and tight fitting graves dotted the landscape next to the monastery and tower. We saw our first deer here, so we high-fived at spotting wil