The view departing from the dock.
At the start of the summer - mercifully before the worst of this year’s sweltering Seattle heat - my boyfriend and I took a weekend mini-cation up to Lake Crescent and stayed at the foot of Storm King. He took his bike up into the mountains one morning, and I impulse-boarded an hour-long boat tour to see this deep, glacial lake from angles I’d never been able to access before.
Ripples on a glassy surface, with a tiny tiny Lake Crescent Lodge in the distance.
This long exposure took me half a dozen tries to get exactly right.