Tag: Lakes

Martin Park Lakes

Martins Lake 1

Martins Park is located above the Low Divide between the Elwha and North Fork Quinault Valleys. It is a beautiful area that is protected (somewhat) by the 20 mile or more distance from the trailhead. Above is the view looking south showing Mt Christie and the access trail into the area. Below is another of the lakes (they are collectively called Martins Lakes). Late in the summer, the lakes can provide a very refreshing swimming experience … at least after the water has warmed up some after the snow has melted.

Martins Lake 2
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Irley Lake and Clouds

Irely Lake

Irely Lake is close to the North Fork Quinault Road in the Olympic National Park. Just a short hike and open year round. This image was taken in winter and the recent rains had filled it up to overflowing.

There were plenty of clouds hanging on the ridges. One of my favorite photo subjects.

Quinault RIver from the Bridge to the North Fork Road
Misty Ridgeline
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Hart Lake

Hart Lake with Mt Steel in the background

Hart Lake in LaCrosse Basin is another beautiful area in the Olympic National Park that is difficult to access. It is a couple days of hiking to get there … and, of course, another couple to get back out. With a day to enjoy the area, that makes a 5 day hike at a minimum. The remoteness means fewer people … a real bonus, as far as I’m concerned.

To illustrate the difficulty in access (besides the distance), below is an image I took of the fording of the Duckabush River (it’s lots bigger by the time it reaches it’s mouth). The water is icy cold and just below this area, drops over a falls.

Fording the Duckabush RIver
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My Oldest Image

Mt St Helens from Spirit Lake, June 1961

I don’t have a lot of images from when I was a kid … this is one of the few. I went with my Aunt Maisie and Uncle Dave up to Spirit Lake at Mt St Helens in June 1961. The top section of St Helens is now AWOL and Spirit Lake is totally different. The boat trip was a charter boat we took for a ride around the lake. The funny part of the camping trip was our arrival late at night on Friday. We set up camp in the dark, where we could find an open spot. We woke to find we had pitched our tent in the parking lot.

By the way, my Uncle Dave was who got me seriously interested in photography. This was about the time that he set me up with a darkroom and gave me his old Argus C-3 35mm rangefinder. However, this image was taken with a Kodak Brownie (a Hawkeye, I believe).

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