
So, being in Washington we decided to go explore some of the beauty of the area. We decided on camping in the Olympic mountain range after going to the Lavendar Festival in Sequim. sweet Pete has all of his badges, plaque and metal to show that he in fact is an eagle scout. You would think that this would mean that the motto "Be Prepared" that was ingrained in every little Tenderfoot would surface while packing or "preparing" for the outing. While getting stuff ready I looked over to see Pete stuffing in ONE scratchy old blanket for both of us. That's it. For the Olympics.
so, I questioned his antics to which he replied "we'll be fine." (he says that he was planning on what he would normally pack for himself, thanks babe) I added two more fleece blankets. and long pants and a sweatshirt. He was wearing a short sleeve button up shirt, dickie shorts and carpet shoes (the thin, cord loafer shoes) I had on a t-shirt, plaid shorts and keens.
We started the 4-mile trek up the mountain thinking we would be there in an hour or so. wrong. It was a 1/2 mile elevation gain with plenty of switchbacks. I think the other hikers we passed thought we were crazy. Needless to say it took us way longer than we thought, and Pete was covered head to toe in sweat, enough to wring it out (thanks for carrying the pack). The lake was beautiful! Definitely worth the hike.
We started to set up a tent close to the water and then it happened. Mosquitos. not just a few... enough to SEE the swarm. we tried to get the poles in the tent as fast as possible to hide from the impending blood suckers, after just two poles we climbed into the haven to escape our impatient predators. I quickly changed to cover my body and pete, well pete just stayed there. Being the covered one, I ran out again and finished the tent. With night closing, the temperature dropped about 20 deg. it was freezing. We tried and tried to get warm and comfy, but to no avail there was not enough blanket for both of us and Pete didn't have any long pants. silly pete. Being so cold he pulled out his McGuyver boyscout skills and used my skirt and his necktie to conjure this:


I'll give him mad props for his creativity. Still didn't help my situation. Pete can sleep ANYWHERE. seriously, anywhere. so, he actually got sleep. I on the other hand tossed and turned trying to cocoon in the blankets in hopes of staying warm. It didn't work too much. We ended up leaving at around 5:30 am so we could get real sleep in our bed.
At least it was an adventure that we'll laugh about for a long time. and remind us to always follow that vital boy-scout motto. So here's to you Eagle Scout. Those merit badges sure paid off.





