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Goat Rocks Wild Flowers

Stay Wild

We asked Stay Wild contributor Nolan Calisch to tell use about a hike he and his lady friend took in the Gifford Pinchot National Forest. Check it out:

The wildflowers are what stick in my memory; the bear grass, the lupine, the asters. It was not only the sheer abundance of them, like carpets rolling themselves out wherever water fell toward the valley below, but also the resilience of them, making a quiet but unarguable show in between the craggy rocks. Far down below, out of the mountains at the farm, we tend our share of domestic flowers, many of which are dependent on our frequent attention and intervention. Not these wild ones. These wild flowers cohabitate with the mountain goats, drink ice melt, and I could tell, did not give a shit that we found them beautiful.