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A morning visit to the Hoh Rainforest |
Pure ripples and waves of liquid goodness pulsate in a small stream feeding the Hoh river. |
Moss-laden maples stand on display for the humans, who under other circumstances would not be so benign. These trees are a rare few winning the war of wills. |
Rays of morning sun break through the morning mist in the Hoh rainforest. |
And on and on it goes... the complex melody of the winter wren. Pound for pound, the most vociferous creature of the forest. |
Everywhere you look in a place like this - up, down, in, out - life is telling stories. |
In another place, it would be assumed un-natural... perhaps cultivated by a little old man with too much time on his hands. Here, it simply is. |
Elk appear to be interminably itchy. This one was shedding needles of fur with each twitch of its side quarters. It appeared to wish for nothing more than a stiff wire brush, and perhaps an eager stable boy. |
Where is it? The Hoh Rainforest is located in the western part of the Olympic Peninsula in Washington State, between the Olympic mountain range and the Pacific Ocean. |
Before you go... Be sure that the road is open. Early morning is a great time to visit... the birds and animals are more active, the light is prettier, and there are fewer people. There are a couple short loop trails at the end of the road. This same area is also the gateway to Mt. Olympus... |