“Taking time to do nothing often brings everything into perspective.” – Doe Zantamata
It hit me like a brick. I have had such a wonderful time roaming around the mountains, exploring places I had not been to, checking off a lot of firsts, and jam-packing my free time doing everything that I love to do.
Sounds exhausting, right? It can be! But there is no time wasted when you enjoy wasting that time…
And after finding a new love for camping earlier this year on our road trip to Crater Lake, there was no stopping me from mountain hopping to my little heart’s desire!
But it dawned on me – I hadn’t actually been camping for the sake of camping. To sit around a campfire enjoying a meal with people I love, laughing into the night and without a place to be the next morning sounded so divine. So like clockwork, on a Friday after work, I gathered my two sisters and my boyfriend, and we packed our bags for a weekend of camping at Lake Crescent.
The first time we visited Lake Crescent was late February on our first road trip through the Olympic Peninsula. Coincidentally, both my sisters accompanied us on that road trip. We fell in love and said we’d be back sometime in the summer to fully enjoy the lake. And our time was now!
We arrived at Lake Crescent – FairHolm Campground around 11:00 PM and were surprised (and so happy!) to find several campsites open. We spent the weekend doing absolutely nothing but enjoying each other’s company, eating, sitting around the campfire, and splashing in the lake.
We had no cell service and no watches or clocks. In a sense, we were timeless. What a great feeling it was to sleep when our bodies were tired and wake up to the sun shining in our tent, without a care for time except the time we were spending enjoying our surroundings.
But at one point, I felt like I could not take it any longer and needed to know what time it was. What a silly feeling. I was quickly reminded how out of tune with nature we humans have become. We are obsessed with time in a world where time is exchanged for money. We glorify busy-ness…err, business. The routine goes round and round like the face of a clock. Whoever invented clocks anyway?
Would it not be wonderful to live simply? To not be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints humanity imposes upon itself? To listen to our bodies, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly with no place to rush off to? To be boundless and infinite…A girl can dream.
Below are photos and blurbs from our weekend at Lake Crescent. The water was perfect for a dip on this (surprisingly) sunny weekend. Enjoy!
Love and Adventure,
Denise
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LAKE CRESCENT – FAIRHOLM CAMPGROUND, Olympic National Park, WA
Olympic Hwy 101. One of my faves! And Lake Crescent.
The dock at the lake.
What camping dreams are made of…
I woke up to this.
…made my way down to the lake in the morning.
I don’t swim. So I own a life vest. Haha. Best investment!
Silly rabbit.
That is me waving at you from the log. Hiiiiii!!!! =)
The water felt so right! And it really looks this clear and beautiful!
In case you have any doubts of how clear this lake is =D
Such special time of year. No longer Summer, but not fully Autumn. Perfect!
Later that evening, we were treated to some cotton candy sky. Holy smokes! And a cute family to the left.
<3
The morning after. Sunday. Pictured: A stranger.
Moments with this giant beauty.
We even made a little bug friend. What a handsome little guy.
Corda Sandals. The best adventure sandals! I insist.
Such a wonderful weekend it was! Pictured: My sis.
Because sunsets never get old.
And on our ferry ride back home. Pictured: My sis.
Thank you for making it to the end! I promise I’ll practice taking less photos =)
☽ Of Wildest Heart 
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