Dart was at Mount St Helens yesterday. It is the most restrictive National Monument/Park we have visited. Most often, pets are allowed out of the car at overlooks as long as they are on a leash. At Mount St Helens, they are not allowed out of the car. That made taking a good picture difficult and we never got one of Dart standing in front of the sign.
Mount St Helens, like so many mountains, is enshrouded with clouds. It is as though mountains are cloud magnets. Regis and I had a slight argument over whether the mountain was there when we first arrived. I got a glimpse of it and said I saw it and wanted to take a picture from further down the road. Of course, we couldn’t see it when we rounded the corner so Regis thought I was losing it. The clouds eventually opened enough to reveal the mountain long enough for Regis to agree it was there. There were not many clouds over most of the sky, they were primarily hanging around the top of the mountain.
Trees were planted extensively after the eruption outside the blast area and they have really grown. But, it looks a little odd because all the trees are the same height and the same type of tree. It’s beautiful, but your senses tell you something is amiss. When you look at the forested sections, the trees look blurry. It reminds me of pictures on jigsaw puzzles. I thought my glasses needed to be cleaned but it is just something about the type and equal age (and height) of the trees.
The squirrels at the overlooks were looking for handouts.
It warmed up to the low 70’s yesterday. We’ll have to learn to manage the heat!