The journey begins. I flew into Seattle Sunday morning around noon after getting exactly zero hours of sleep Saturday night, so I was a little out of it. But Nate and I went to lunch with Coach before his flight left, then we were on our way to the Olympic Range. Here's a view of the Skokomish river from an area that was cleared out a bit by a fire back in 1985, hence the bare trees in the foreground.

The journey begins. I flew into Seattle Sunday morning around noon after getting exactly zero hours of sleep Saturday night, so I was a little out of it. But Nate and I went to lunch with Coach before his flight left, then we were on our way to the Olympic Range. Here's a view of the Skokomish river from an area that was cleared out a bit by a fire back in 1985, hence the bare trees in the foreground.