Cabin Fever

The early part of the year always drags on as we wait for the glorious Northwest summer to arrive.  This year Spring has been seeming to lag even longer as we wait for those moments of sunshine that make living with all this rain possible.  Any opportunity to escape the normal routine and head off an adventure is a welcomed break especially if there ends up being sunshine involved.

Matt's Grandpa and now his Uncle Ron and Aunt Beverly own a cabin in the Wenatchee National Forest where you can walk down to Rimrock Lake.  We made a large loop through Washington on our journey to the cabin and back home.  On the way there we took I-90 to Ellensburg then headed South to Yakima and then on to the cabin.  On the way back we crossed over White Pass which is just 10 miles from the cabin and drove through part of the Mt. Rainer National Park, finally connecting with the civilized world we know near Enumclaw.  We have never really explored this part of the state and the views were amazing. 

Here is Rimrock Lake from the beach just across the street from the cabin.  The mountains surrounding the lake and the overall size of it were unbelievable. 

Aunt Bev couldn't believe the kids were in the lake since it was sunny but not terribly warm during our visit.  But as usual when there's water there is no stopping them from going in.  The water was "Brr!" according to Ben but he just kept going in. 

The kids also didn't seem to mind walking on the sharp gravel that made up the shoreline.  Maybe their little toes were frozen and they couldn't feel the sharp rocks.

Our little nature boy standing on the shore gearing up for his next venture into the water.

Kenzie taking a break on some driftwood and showing off her pale legs that are badly in need of some sunshine!

Here's where the kids slept at the cabin.  They thought it was so fun to have a slumber party but whoever invited them seemed to forget to tell them about the slumber part.  They stayed up late and were up early!

A favorite spot for these two was sitting on the firewood box watching the birds and chipmunks on the front porch.  They spent most of the morning there watching the wildlife.  This was so much better than television!

Ben hiking up the road to the cabin.  One of those trees behind him to the right is the famous tree that Matt and his family hit in their car and resulted in Matt's stomach scar.

Here's a flashback picture of Matt at the cabin when he was probably around seven sitting so patiently waiting for a chipmunk to come get a peanut.

We had a wonderful trip.  It was just the breath of fresh air and change of scenery we needed to tide us over until the sun is shining at home!