I woke up today with no plans but within about 10 minutes I decided to drive down to Mount St Helens. I first saw it 31 years ago and was completely blown away(no pun intended) by the utter devastation and the amazing landscape. It was like drawing a line where the lush green forest stopped and lunar landscape began. I try to get down there a couple times a year but don’t think I made it last year.
I had a couple errands to do while leaving town, hitting NAPA for some 2 amp fuses and the post office. At the post office I ran into an old timer that had recently moved here from the East coast. He had never seen Mount St Helens so I offered to take him along, to which he happily went. Weather was almost perfect today with just a little haze from some small fires. Some good scenery was coming up once we broke out of the timber.
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The third photo has Mt Adam’s in the distance. One of the first things you come up to is the “Miner’s car”, a 1972 Pontiac that was destroyed in the blast. I’m pretty sure the old timer may have ridden in a similar vintage car or three, if not an identical Pontiac.
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Not too far up the road you run into Spirit lake. It’s amazing that the trees that were ripped out of the hillside by the blast, avalanche and water coming out of the lake are still floating after 43 years. I took along a Swiss Army knife so thought a photo op was called for.
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We didn’t have to go much father when you finally see the mountain. The old timer was speechless. I eventually got him to pose with my SAK…
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I figured the Old timer would like a picture next to the Miner’s car, so one more stop on the way out.
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