This weekend, the four of us went to Wallace Falls for an easy hike. We had planned on doing Mount Pilchuck, but as we were a bit off-course due to my lack of planning, I decided to reroute to the former since we had only briefly hiked it last winter when it was quite rainy.
Immediately upon hitting the trail, we were under the crackling transmission lines and our first photo op:
Quickly, we got away from the lines and into the woods:
And -- this being Washington -- the forests are inundated with mushrooms. As the weather gets cooler and the rain falls more frequently, the fruiting bodies of mycelium sprout.
Jacob thought there must be "one hundred... million... mushrooms here."
I couldn't hazard a guess at how many different species there were, but I was intrigued by how frequently different kinds popped up.
Pretty early into the 1.8mi one-way hike, we stumbled upon the Wallace River. Unfortunately for Jacob, he literally stumbled and fell in. His shoes and socks were drenched, and he was quite upset, though it was because he thought I was going to be mad. I had only moments earlier told him to be careful so he wouldn't slip. All was well, though, as I helped him out.
I also snapped this Photosynth of Wallace River, though the quality is a bit lacking.
One of the most exciting features of this hike was the abundance of tree stumps. They provided never-ending fun for climbing in, over and around. Occasionally, the boys would pose with the stumps. Here, the boys are pretending to be dead trees:
We even ran into The Lorax in his tree stump.
We made it to the Lower Falls, and while it was only 0.3mi farther to the Middle Falls, that's where the hike was getting more difficult (said in the context of hiking with a four- and six-year-old), and Andrea and I figured we should start heading back to Seattle.
