In the Mi(d)st of 15 Feet of Rain: Part I
A morning hike in the Quinault Rain Forest.
It was what the therapist and the Gods of Marriage and Serenity ordered. A long weekend for us — my wife and me — away, away, away. And when I say “away,” I mean: a five-hour drive delivered us.
The Quinault Rain Forest — and 60 miles to the north, the Hoh Rain Forest — sit on the western slopes of the Olympic Mountain Range. The western slope of the Ol…