Pratt Lake

Location: Pratt Lake, Mt Baker Snoqualme Natl Forest, Wa

Distance: 12 - 14 Miles roundtrip

Time: Overnight Camp (6 hours hiking time)

Elevation Gain: 2800Ft

Difficulty: Moderate

Pratt Lake in the Early morning hours

Over the 4th July Weekend, my parents organized a hiking overnight backpacking trip to Pratt Lake. Originally, the plan was to go to Snow Lake, and as the name suggests, that lake isn't called Snow lake for nothing. When we got to the trailhead, we found out from the rangers that the lake was 'snowed' over 90% and the campgrounds were all wet (although this is in the middle of summer mind you). So Andrew (Sophie's dad) suggested going to Pratt Lake instead. We were all packed and game to go!! I've been waiting so long for a good hike.

from left, Andrew, Rae, Sophie, me, Daddy

It was a great idea going to Pratt Lake. The trail was not too crowded as there are many lakes and trails in this wilderness area, so the crowds thinned out. We hiked 6 miles to Pratt Lake, and found a good camp spot. The terrain was mostly shaded in forests and we passed several cool refreshing streams as Sophie and myself drank and gulped water, as we soaked our sore feet in the gushing streams. What a wonderful sensation.

A glimpse of Mt Ranier on the trail, beside Ollalie Lake (foreground behind the trees)

This hike was Sophie's first, but what a trooper she is. She hiked all the way to our camp and not a whimper or grumble. When I did my first hike back in the puppy days, I was only 11 weeks old when I did 4 miles in 3 hours. I was a trooper too, but the outdoors provide so much stimulation and exercise, there is no room for grumbles. Its so much fun, I told Sophie and she believed me. Remember Sophie is 2 months younger than I am. She is 5 months old now.

It is quite a good thing she's a trooper, because she's MY girlfriend!

Here are some photos from the weekend.

Chewing on a dead branch at the campsite

Taking dips in the lake to cool off from the hike

Sharing a Disney moment with Sophie

Sophie's dad, Andrew teaching Sophie how to swim as I paddle along and play

Looking for extra treats that could have fallen down

Play wrestling with Sophie

Unfortunately, Sophie and her parents didn't stay overnight at camp with us. They left for the return 6 miles back to the trail head and to Seattle as they had made dinner arrangements, so Daddy, Mummy and I spent some good quality time together. We hiked half a mile to the next lake, (Mum can't remember the name of the lake) but it was so gorgeous. Way more gorgeous than Pratt Lake, and there was a running waterfall and fallen logs in the water. It was very fancy indeed. The sound of water is quite amazing.

Strolling along the logs in the water, practicing my balance.

Urggg... Mummy help me!! I fell into the lake
Mummy saves me and helps me up onto the log

Even after falling into the water, I wasn't afraid, because this doesn't seem to faze my parents, they don't make a fuss, or get over protective of me, they just let me go and explore and learn. They say I must soak in as much of nature and the outdoors as I can, because nature and mother Earth is so beautiful.

Then we returned to camp at Pratt Lake and I followed Daddy to the lake as he pumped drinking water for us to cook dinner and drink. Here you see me watching over Daddy.
Crossing a stream with Daddy
With Mum

We returned to Issaquah to spend Independence Day back home. In the evening, fireworks started going off in the distance, it sounded like thunder, and everywhere I could hear the loud booming noise. Over and over, BOOM! BOOM! When Mummy let me out to potty, I wasn't scared at first. I just took notice, but then suddenly, some neighbour let go some fireworks right in our neighbourhood, I was freaked out, and started to run and try to escape from my backyard. It was very terrifying.

Mum just tried to ignore my fuss and then to convince me that it was alright to pee, but no way hose. I refused to sleep till almost 3am the next morning, panting and heaving the whole time because I was so freaked out. Poor Mummy and Daddy. They couldn't sleep because of me fussing in the room, and since Daddy had a 5am conference call, Mummy took me to the media room to sleep. That is the first night ever that my parents did not sleep together when they are together in the same house.