(I’m starting this blog post at 10:30 in the morning and NORA IS STILL ASLEEP, so at least one of us is over her jetlag and is catching up on lost zzz. The other is chugging as much coffee as pregnancy allows.)
It feels kind of wrong to be writing about this trip in July, but since we haven’t quite hit those sweltering summer highs yet here in Seattle, I’ll take us back to the April snow on Mount Rainier.
I go for a Paradise snowshoe at least once a year, whether it’s a magical November jaunt above the clouds, a hike up to see the climbers’ basecamp at Camp Muir, or a freezing cold date with a new friend.
Last year, we brought lil’ baby Nora for a very successful picnic at Glacier Vista, and this spring we wanted to repeat that success with the grandparents in tow. They had made their snowshoeing debut at Gold Creek Pond when they visited over Christmas, and apart from some grumbling about having to walk “straight uphill”, I think they enjoyed this outing too.
Nora, however, was angry in a way only toddlers can be right off the bat. We figured it was just because she had missed her nap, but then we realized that it was because she did not in any way want to be in the carrier – she wanted to sliiiiide down the magical snow!
So once we stopped at a spot that allowed for a relaxing lunch with a view for the adults while still providing a little hill where our little glissader could go crazy, she was very very happy.
I can’t wait ’til she tries skiing!
(Okay, now it’s 11 and Nora is STILL ASLEEP. This oughta make up for the fact that she was up for 19 hours straight when we flew home from Europe.)