We took off around 10 am on Saturday morning to find the Johnston Observatory at Mount Saint Helens. It was about an hour ride on some of the smoothest roads we have encountered while driving around this country. Incredible views along the way with bright blue skies and few clouds hanging around.
On the way there, as we came around a corner, my vision got blurry 
looking at the trees. I immediately started wondering what was wrong, some sort of eye problem or maybe a stroke? I was figuring out all the scenarios of what was happening to me when Kathy exclaimed that all the trees were giving her double vision. Holy Cow, it was the trees!! The forest service had planted thousands of Nobel Firs to reforest the land, and seeing them all in a row made them look blurry. It was uncanny. I had never seen anything like it before. You can almost see it in the pictures I took, but when driving thru there it’s very surreal.
We passed by quite a few view points along the way up. But I think the best view as at the observatory. The guy that was at that spot the morning it blew didn’t have a chance in hell, it looked like the mountain had aimed at that spot when the side blew out. I had read the book about the area a few years back and the guy from the USGS that was there the morning it blew was only there filling in for the normal volcanologist that had to fly to California for some reason I cannot remember.
