The Selkirk Mountains seem to be a much less explored yet gorgeous section of the state. It doesn't boast the high peaks of the Cascades, but amid the rolling tree covered hills I found it hard to believe I was in Eastern Washington. Douglas Fir, lush creekbeds and wildflowers persisting into mid July made me feel like I was just a few hours from home, though in reality this is a six hour drive from our home.
It also happens to be a wildlife dense area of the state, home to grizzlies, moose, and apparently woodland caribou. We saw evidence of moose tracks, and it was quite a treat to run into a cougar near one of the creeks. He paused for a moment to stare at us before sneaking back into the blueberry bushes.
Our three day trip felt delightfully remote. We didn't run into anyone until we ran into Forest Service workers clearing the trail about a half mile from the trailhead. It was so amazing to be alone in the wild.
