When we were kids we practically lived at Mt. Rainier. Running around and around the visitor's center (that use to be round) waiting for mom or dad to get back from climbing. Somehow our parent's even got all three of us to Camp Muir when we were very young (base camp for those going all the way to the top).
My dad has climbed Mt Rainier 26 times and my mom 4 times. This was a very, very special place for both of them.
This weekend we took a trip down there to remember our mother/wife and honor her wishes at this mountain that was such a big part of our parent's life.
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