Pictures: Coal Creek Falls, Cougar Mountain, and Mine Creek, Snoqualmie River Middle Fork
This morning I took a short trip to Coal Creek Falls on Cougar Mountain in Issaquah, and then proceeded to extend the morning trip to Snoqualmie River’s Middle Fork area, which is about 34 miles outside of Seattle.
It was very enjoyable, albeit the rain was persistent. I was joined by Justine Chan, poet and friend extraordinaire, who was on the recent trip to Nevada back in December.
Part One: Coal Creek Falls
A lovely albeit disturbing warning sign regarding nearby collapsible ground.Like much of the PNW, ferns abound on Cougar Mountain.Coal Creek Falls 1Coal Creek Falls 2 ft. JustineCoal Creek Falls 3Coal Creek Falls 4Coal Creek Falls 5 ft. JustineCoal Creek Falls 6Coal Creek Falls 7Coal Creek Falls 8Coal Creek Falls 9Coal Creek Falls 10Boot Scrape
Part Two: Mine Creek
The Haunting Moss at Snoqualmie RiverMore very green and very haunting mossJustine at the Mine Creek trail mazeDead trees provide plenty of space for new life in a forest with so much rainA recently fallen tree and a very defiled bathroomEyes on the roomGray and green, green and grayA flourish of moss-covered branches fallenAbsolutely nowhere else in the world will you find such hairy beautyPositively dripping in this drizzleJustine inadvertently posing for scaleAn almost purple tint to the growth of this forestBrilliantly dynamic within the haze of the rainA giant, raging stream of gray: the Snoqualmie RiverThe river was very high, which we expectedAnother pose, this time in front of this raging riverI assumed these mushrooms grew when the water was lower, which makes me wonder of their underwater capabilities (resilience)More ‘shrooms. More water.Rapids crashing as visual as audtioryDespite the roar and the energy, there was a certain peace with the standing evergreensPrimary colorsNot sure what I find so curious about this image . . . I do have the urge to Photoshop some kind of river monster in it though.Like tendrils those branches!As hairy as wet. Truly grotesque when examined.Or perhaps not grotesque, but enchanting.When circling back around on the trail, we took the road back, on foot. These potholes were everywhere. Not exactly sure how they manage to be so prevalent on a relatively well-traveled road.
Bonus: Justine’s pictures of me!
That raging Coal Creek Waterfall!A good iPhone shot of me amidst the field of potholes.
Overall it was a fantastically wet and muddy adventure of a morning. I hope to explore more of these locales as the winter progresses.
