Mt. St. Helens

Yesterday, lured by declarations of "one of the most amazing things I've ever seen" and "breathtaking", and despite the thick drizzle and fog in town, I ventured for the first time to see St. Helens. Turns out the PNW soup was not to be escaped, no matter the climb in elevation. It was fun despite not being able to see 50 yards. We did see a plentiful herd of elk and hints of spectacular scapes.