Wallace Falls



We hit up a new trail Sunday, in a part of the state we hadn’t been to since arriving last fall. On the Missouri-side of Seattle (versus the ocean side), there is Lake Washington, then a short drive to small mountains. Some of these mountains are particularly pointy. I hope you didn’t come to this blog
expecting to learn a lot of technical geological terms.

We made our way up a slow I-5 (on a Sunday morning no less! Why weren’t all these people in church?) to Highway 90, across the big floating bridge that recently became the only floating bridge in the world to accommodate a light rail train, and then on to the woods.


The countryside on the way was gorgeous. Our destination was Wallace Falls State Park. The parking lot was full, but you could park alongside the road just outside the entrance to the park, about half a mile from the trailhead.

We hiked up the trail about 2 ½ miles, which was plenty for Mary. It was steep in parts, and I even picked her up and lifted her to the next level up on the trail a few times. The hike took about 90 minutes one-way. The weather was gorgeous.

When I got back to the truck, it told me it was 100 degrees, but it is known to exaggerate. 100 degrees was a whooper even for it, though. I think it was closer to 70, but the inside of the truck, which was sitting on black pavement in direct sunlight, was very hot. This was probably the warmest day we’ve had since came out here.

There were plenty of people at Wallace Falls, but I wouldn’t


call it crowded, even with the parking lot full and several cars parked on the road. I would recommend it.

https://parks.wa.gov/find-parks/state-parks/wallace-falls-state-park

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