Day 58: A new geocache along the Bud Blancher trail in Eatonville popped up yesterday, and given the weather, I said, "If Kevin wants the FTF, he can have it!" Okay, I was closer to the cache than he was at that particular moment as I recall, but it was coming down in buckets, and even the temptation of a first-to-find wasn't enough to drive me out into the torrent. Kevin found the cache that evening, and I told him I'd wait for drier weather. Well, the Weather Gods gave me an unexpected break today...the lull between two massive storms. I grabbed the cache and this picture of the Little Mashel in full spate. In the summer, I could wade across the creek without getting my knees wet (if I avoided holes, anyway). This stream is fed solely by runoff, and the glacial rivers like the Nisqually, Carbon and Puyallup are raging even now. Another storm is coming, and the Park has closed the main gate in anticipation of flood damage to the road. And I have no intention of going out again until after Christmas.
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