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Sunday, October 14, 2012

The Power of Beauty, By Kat Carroll, NTP, Associate Editor Health Freedom News





Stonecarver Walter Arnold's 'Mirth'

Mirth greets me as I step out of the Turkish Steam Sauna on the heels of  hot tubbing in light rain, under Adytum’s signature orange umbrellas with a great glass of Pinot Noir… We left for the City at 10 a.m. for an 11:30 entrance to The Body Beautiful at the Portland Art Museum, stopping at South Park for an early dinner and were back to the hot tub at Adytum before sunset making this an enjoyable, inspiring day trip...
But for now…let the visual feast begin at the Museum!
Easing into the Beauty of Adytum and Nature in the Great Pacific Northwest

The Body Beautiful brochure assures us that “The exhibition features more than 120 exquisite and priceless objects from the British Museum’s famed collection of Greek and Roman Art. Iconic marble and bronze sculptures, vessels, funerary objects, and jewelry are among the treasures that explore the human form, some dating back to the second millennium BC.”
Aphrodite, 4th Century BC

It truly is one of the best exhibitions we've seen and since it’s on until January you may wish to enjoy being surrounded by the World of ancient Greece, which certainly speaks to me with its grace,beauty, and celebration of the human form. 

Polykleitos is famous for his so-called "canon of proportion." He used mathematical formulas to develop cannon rules for rendering the human figure and embodied the visualization of values of truth, beauty, and goodness. These sculptures were beautiful and morally sound unlike so much of what passes as art today .

Physical and moral excellence were portrayed in the male nudes' athletic poses. Females were clothed but the shape of their bodies evident beneath the fabric leaving little to the imagination. The drape of the fabric animates the sculptures and they may stride out of antiquity at any moment.

Aphrodite, Goddess of Love and Beauty, circa 360 BC, was installed in a temple. She is stripped for bathing casting the viewer in the role of voyeur.

Athletic sculptures were commissioned to commemorate victories. Since many originals have been lost; the Romans copied  Greek sculptures.
Discobolos, Roman, 2nd Century AD

Amphora are two handled jugs; a commonly shaped Greek vase. Some had lids but few survived. They stored wine, honey, milk, water, and the ashes of the deceased. I love the way everyday objects reflected literature, myths, and exquisiteness. The Grecian principles have guided my own decorating at Adytum where everything chosen here is for comfort, convenience, and beauty.

Amphora, Beauty in the Everyday Items

Herakles (Greek spelling) was the first superhero. Dionysus was the God of the grape harvest, wine, and the art of pleasure vs. war. He was also behind Greek theatre. The slide show is the best way to share this with us. Donn was photographer for the most part today and the descriptions appear after each photo in the slideshow.



A Nymph Escapes from a Satyr

Two figures created a complex composition in a latter period of Greek sculpture and were able to be viewed from both sides.
Enter a World Rich with Mythology and Fantasy

While hiking and a picnic with me can be considered the cheapest of dates, I’m not a cheap date when it comes to the Museum Stores and the fine dining nearby.
Abandoning Myself to Stunning, Rich Visual Stimulation

I abandon myself to rich visual stimulation that feeds my senses as I view the store from the ticket area where I checked my coat.
Donn with Pan at the Portland Museum Store

Bronze sculptures of Pan, Socrates, Plato, and an unknown woman holding a bowl, and a Dragon- my current obsession- will come to grace the Adytum breakfast table in a new vignette,  and you will love them too and be inspired by their quiet, powerful spirits. I love art within reach during meals; art that can be stroked and fondled while one dines. We caress cool bronze and  trace the fingers of the sculptor in his inspired state, feeling the vibration of creation...memorizing it, becoming One with great art.
Red-Figured Lekythos, ca. 365-350 BC

I should have been born in Italy or France where centuries of art surround at every turn…life needs to be about truth, beauty, and goodness as does art. We need to be confronted with it. What we behold we become. One of the functions of art is to challenge as well as inspire. Tom Wolfe, author of Bonfire of the Vanities and The Painted Word says of Frederic Hart’s work, which we have at Adytum in Fragment 2 and The Messenger, “… it is the idealization of the human form, the glorification of both heroic individuals and the heroic possibilities of mankind.” Good art elevates!

We are one of the few B&B/Retreats in the World showing museum-quality fine art for the pleasure of our guests. With limited amounts in the Ex Nihilo series, you may never see these fragments or full body sculptures of Frederick Hart's unless they end up in museum upon the owner's death. Most of them remain in private family collections, so this is a rare opportunity indeed at Adytum Sanctuary (www.adytumsanctuary.com) to experience fine art on the scale of Da Vinci or Michelangelo.

 We are in the beginning stages of bringing fine art to Adytum Galleries in a retail fashion. Don Hatfield (www.donhatfield.com), Bill Hillman (www.mansionglass.com), Leslie Clark (www.nomadgal.com) are some that are forming the foundation of  this budding art gallery at Adytum Sanctuary as well as local artists. While one of Don Hatfield’s originals may set you back a substantial sum, a giclee is affordable, and that we have. This form enables us to surround ourselves with fine art from noble spirits although we do have Don Hatfield's original works as well. Check out the giclee process here if you’re unfamiliar: http://painting.about.com/cs/printing/a/gilceeprints_2.htm.

Frederick Hart (http://www.hartcollection.com/sculptures.asp)  said of fellow artists of the same school of thought, a ‘commitment of their work to the inherent mystery and beauty of life has been the hallmark of the great ages of art—and will be again.”  We met some amazing artists sketching an ancient statue together- it was perfectly rendered....Kevin asked us to share their website link with you: http://www.temporaryartists.org/
Kevin and Cassie from www.temporaryartists.org & www.lyoncraft.org  Sketching Great Art On Site

Frederick’s widow, Lindy Hart signed his book for Donn and me in 2006 when we went to their mansion, Chesley, which she shared with Frederick until he died. She wrote, “With gratitude for your understanding of the power of beauty.” Does that not say it all? 
Frederic Hart's Russian-Inspired Mansion in VA Where We Attended "The Last Waltz" in 2006

We must surround ourselves with beauty, love, and peace. Strive to create beauty in our surroundings, in our ‘self’ which is the literal temple of our Creator. It is not vain. On the contrary, it is full of nobility, respect, and honor. We need to remember who we are and the elevated place we hold in the Universe. You know it’s true. And the beauty of the naked body…male or female tells us so. Ps. 139: 14 (my favorite Psalm...) I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; Wonderful are Your works, and my soul knows it very well. We are all beautiful, amazing works of fine art! Each one…
Lindy Hart Modeled for Ex Nihilo, Fell in Love & Married Rick

The Greeks celebrated the body beautiful and so did Frederic Hart whose Creation Sculpture graces the entrance to the Washington National Cathedral, the 6th largest cathedral in the World. His inspired workwas completely ignored by the media who preferred what Rick Hart called modern sculpture, “Turds left on the lawn in front of box buildings.” Ugly, meaningless sculpture passed off as art reflects the mind of the society that creates it. We need to return to a commitment to truth, beauty, and goodness in art.
Frederick Hart Won the Commission to Design the Creation Sculptures at the Entry to the WA Natn'l Cathedral

Rick Hart died in his 50’s of a lung disorder, probably due to breathing the Carrera marble while he sculpted on the Washington National Cathedral. The Mirth and Greenman, outside our Turkish Steam Sauna, were carved by Rick Hart's fellow sculptor, Walter Arnold (www.stonecarver.com). They both worked on the Cathedral in icy conditions creating indescribable beauty for all time. We've gone on to collect more of Walter’s work, dragons and gargoyles.
Celebrating our 2006 Purchase of Fragment 2; One of 50 in the World and Now at Adytum Sanctuary Gallery

Frederick Hart’s was a story of rags to riches, rising from a lowly mail carrier who slept in a freezing garage with two German Shepherds to keep him warm at night. One day, he was allowed to show his stuff…He came out of the proverbial gate carving a Gargoyle that put him into competition with the top 300 that vied for the position of creating the sculpture that would adorn one of great cathedrals of the World. Not since Michelangelo’s Finger of God have we seen a creation sculpture until Rick Hart created a maquette for Ex-Nihilo, Out of Nothingness…Out of the Mind of God and he won up against established stone carvers from Italy!
Fragment 2 Maquette; Scale Model- Adytum Sanctuary has one of 50 in the World 

He later said the inspiration for this great work came to him in a dream from The Messenger (also at Adytum), an angel that visited him in the night and showed him the work that would later grace the entry of the Washington National Cathedral, and send me into pure chills when I saw it between the creation of Sun and the Moon and the Conversion of Paul and Peter and Adam in the middle.
In Frederick Hart's Private Studio; Peter at the Moment of Conversion

The moment I saw this work of this great sculptor on the cathedral, whose work has been compared on the order of Michelangelo and Da Vinci, my body was covered with chills and tears spontaneously ran down my cheeks. His work is inspired and channeled from Heaven itself and the goal is to remind us of our greatness created in the image of God,  and that we are surrounded by angels, “ministers of fire, sent to minister to us.”
Remember Who You Are...

We  have such great need to remember who we are, particularly when our governments seek to degrade our health with fluoride, GMO’s, radiation, EMF’s and the like and control us to the point of seeking to crush our independent, proud spirits. There has never before such an assault upon mankind to create infertility in us, to riddle us with disease and cancer…The mind is more powerful than all of these things and we must have a firm grasp of the Reality we exist in: beauty, truth, and goodness- made in the image of the Creator. If there was ever a time to stand firm, it is now and the great art of the Greeks, Romans, Leonardo Da Vinci, Michelangelo, and Frederick Hart remind us of our divine heritage.

The Body Beautiful is on until January 6, 2013; portlandartmuseum.org. $20 each adult. 1219 SW Park Avenue, Portland, OR 97205.


Heirloom Tomatoes in Season with Buffalo Mozzarella


Leaving the Museum and heading to one of our favorite Portland restaurants featuring local, fresh foods, South Park is a serious wine bar known for its extensive wine list. South Park is juxtaposed against Tart Berry, eclectic frozen yogurt shop where you can top yogurt with 'Halloween on a table' if you're so inclined. Donn got sugar-free New York Cheesecake...
South Park In Portland, Local and Fresh

South Park- from the first bite it was a mouth-gasm. Pickled shallots atop local Steelhead. French music playing and good Temprinilla. Donn had butternut-squash ravioli. Around $75 with tip.
Donn's Inner Child Coming Out

Tart Berry Frozen Yogurt for a sugar-free, maltitol sweetened dessert for Donn, .46 cents an ounce in a place full of inspiring quotes, crazy decor, and a funky atmosphere kids of all ages love. 


Ariel had mint chocolate and topped it with 'Halloween on a table'


They call him "G-Pa", cousins Jackson and Elliott

Downtown on 9th Street behind Nordstroms, taking the Beaverton exit off the freeway, then Couch/Burnside to Alder and then 9th.
























Expose Yourself to Great Art














Sunday, October 7, 2012

Dead Man’s Lake Just Past Ryan’s Lake on the Edge of the St. Helens Blast Zone by Kat Carroll, NTP



                                                            “I am still learning.” Michelangelo

Remember those quintessential Indian Summer bike rides, crunching over fallen leaves in dappled light, weaving and banking hard into curves, jumping over logs and rocks with your 9 year old inner-self shouting, “Whee!!!”? Well this wasn’t that ride. We went in search of a good ride and we got a lesson in courage, perseverance and…found ourselves nowhere near Dead Man’s Lake at the end of several hours. Last week it was the ‘amazing colorful mushroom and creepy baby frog’ hike…this week ‘endless uphill forest and butt-burn’. Even Lance Armstrong on steroids couldn’t have conquered this slick, single-track, unrelentingly steep grade all the way up with only a few flat stretches to actually ride the bikes that we ended up pushing nearly the whole way...
Even Lance Armstrong on Steroids Couldn't Conquer This Killer Single-track...

All my cajoling to turn back didn’t faze Donn. When I turned to begging, he dug in with even more optimism and I thought, “This ‘ride’ reminds me of what I asked of my then-husband in my childbirths, 'no matter how much I beg, don’t you dare let me take drugs'…” Greg hung tough and didn’t and I endured three 9-10 pound babies with sheer will alone, and now Donn wouldn’t give in and let us turn back. If the trail was wider and the pedal wasn’t drawing blood slamming against my leg it might have been better, but probably not- it was a Geisha Walk... mincing steps in a tight kimono with an unwanted companion.

At long last I hear, “We can ride on the way down,” Donn’s optimism is slowly fading, his manly resolve weakening.  Finally, after an hour of this we get to deal making time. I ask, “If we’re not there at the crest of this mountain in half hour, can we turn around then???” With both of us now breathing hard, slipping with every step on decomposed granite that lodges in my open Keens, he finally relents and amazingly, my own resolve fires up, “There’s sunlight ahead. Let’s go for it- it might be a clearing- 4 more minutes…deal?”
A Badly Needed Break....

Have you ever had a picnic right there on the side of the ‘road’- mid-trail, no destination? Well, on our slippery little incline before our last 4 minutes we had an apple, water, and some nuts, “Why can’t someone come along and tell us how much farther it is?” Within minutes (precisely when I was trying to determine how to negotiate the slope to find a tree) two hunters came down the trail encountering our bikes in the middle of it blocking their way.

After a nice exchange we find we’re half hour from this (adjective omitted) Lake and it’s straight uphill for the last challenging piece, “My butt was burning!!” 20-something Danielle admits. 
Anthony and Danielle Hiking Down From the Lake

Anthony has a strange looking thing in his hand and he gives us a demo of his elk horn. I ask, “It sounds just like a sax. Were you playing a song or is that how an elk bugles?” (Listen to this!!)

“Oh, it’s an elk…and I got a responding elk bugle when I blew it this morning at the Lake,” he says (but thankfully no elk carcass accompanies them down the trail, I think from my vegetarian mindset…). “Well, God must have a sense of humor because it sounds like Kenny G in the forest!” I answer, and it did! “How were you going to pack an elk out?” Anthony points to Danielle- tiny, sweet Danielle- and I smile…but I do see she has something like a metal pack unit on her back. Good Lord…maybe the biking isn’t so hard after all! "Toughen up Kat!!", I think... They suggested next time the Green River Trailhead that was more ‘biker-friendly”. Anthony shared an app on his phone, used in airplane mode, 'Back Country Navigator'. We’ll check into that as we wouldn’t have attempted this with a bike had we seen distances...Donn had a map on his iPhone only.
Next Time Green River ..Live & Learn....

At the end of the 3.5 hours’ hike in you will, according to Danielle, find your prize (after that killer hill) and also ‘a lot of bear poop’….We are never alone…haven’t I told you so? 

When we stopped to rest at one of many of these ‘stops’ along the way disguised as photo ops, a little chipmunk popped his head out of a hole in the ground conveniently marked by a pine cone so he could find which ‘house’ was his, I guess. 
Donn Taking a Breather- Me Too!!

It might look like you’re in the company of the Ancients, but there are a dozen eyes on you at any given moment.  When we finally got back out to the paved (thank God!!) road, there was fresh bear scat on it…This time; we had the 9 mm in the backpack to scare off those bears (:.

Nick Delgado, PhD and Kat Carroll at Chicago's Health Expo 2012

Actually for much of this slogging uphill trying to keep myself and my precious bike upright (best gift Donn ever gave me…) I was thinking in military terms to strengthen myself. Having been a personal trainer I know it’s 90% mental. And Nick Delgado, PhD came to mind, my friend who broke the Guinness book of World Records for lifting overhead hammer curls for a solid hour at age 57- https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DjVZuxB6wJU 
Codex Meeting I Attended with NHF in Ottawa, Canada in 2012

Next, I mentally drifted in this painful 'death march' to the article I am co-authoring with Scott Tips about the upcoming NHF team’s trip to Germany for the Codex Alimentarius meeting on Nutrient Reference Values and what a war it really is. If you wish to fund that war, click: https://fundrazr.com/campaigns/dMZya because I will be there freezing my tail off in Bad Soden in December, representing you along with the rest of our team while we try to get Codex and the Worldwide delegates to see that reducing the nutrients in our supplements will have an impotent, detrimental, and weakening effect just when we need to be the strongest and stay on top of the One World deception. For Scott's full story see: http://www.thenhf.com/article.php?id=3118
Representing YOU! Codex Tried To Label MSG as "Salt"....

In James Schneider’s excellent book Guerilla Leader, T.E. Lawrence and the Arab Revolt, he details the mark of a dynamic military leader: “extraordinary energy, personal courage, profound curiosity, keen powers of observation, and an aptitude for novelty and innovation.” If we don’t develop these traits we will be drinking fluoride thanks to Codex who wishes it to be listed with a minimum daily requirement ( I am dead serious…industrial waste cum nutrient….) This is the same fluoride Hitler used to create passivity in the countries he would later dominate by war. If we don't develop these traits and put them to use, we will accept the reduction of the already low nutrient reference values in our supplements; we will consume MSG blindly thinking it is just salt, like the last Codex meeting I attended where they tried a covert ‘pass’ on this- thanks to NHF it was averted …..
Barely Room For Me...Much Less Pushing Dead Weight

We ALL need to toughen up and NOW! We aren’t going to take this domination lying down, right? No belly up/yellow dog for us, right? Our “pull-together” uphill climb while pushing the weight of the unenlightened (asleep at the wheel…) will see the World free of the fetters of uncontrolled greed backed by the pharmaceutical companies and Big Government.

This bike-hike was tapping into my internal reserves, far beyond my burning quads, butt, and deltoids from pushing a supposedly ‘light’ 26 lb. bike. My courage was being called on, determination, perseverance, and sheer will. I’ve been biking hills since I was 34…18 years now, and this is the mother of them all- and technical to boot with rocks, roots, and thick washout sand that can send us over the steep slope in a moment’s time. Also the thinnest trail I’ve ever had the displeasure to navigate-all the while pushing something else beside me. I saw scant evidence of horse travel there and could only think, “God help them…” Foot traffic alone, in closed shoes, with some gumption- got it? Keens- modify those hiking shoes, will YOU? A little screen over the open cut-outs would have kept about 500 rocks out of them...
Time to Get Tough From the Inside Out!

Still it was a seductive warm day full of Autumn color.  We were doing what we’ve always done- getting out there!! Breathing deeply! Feeling small against the great height of the trees and drawing inspiration from their ability to stand, straight and true, through it all. Hearing God. Hearing our heart pounding because we thought we were in better shape than this (:…… At least, this week it wasn’t getting dark on us because the ride/walk down was Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride on …Steroids.
The Forest and Mountainsides are Full of Firey Vine Maples

We jogged because the bike pulled us. We rode enough to get the ‘high’ of the inner “Whee!!!!!!”, some of us flipped over the handlebars, some of us had our fingers go numb braking constantly without release…some of us made it back to the truck faster than the other One, but we won’t say who. At least I remembered to sit on the back of my bike seat to create drag on the back wheel to avoid the flip (if that tells you anything)….
Beautiful Christmas Pine Cones!!

At the end of the trail were… pine cones. Terrific, pitch- coated pine cones, and enough for baskets and baskets all around at Christmas- the quintessential Christmas pine cones  We did it! And we didn’t….By now, you know I’m looking for the lesson…so what was it? My day-trader friend, Jun, in Brooklyn tells me it’s all about the journey and sent me a poem called Ithaca years ago. “When you set out for Ithaca, ask that your way be long, full of adventure, full of instruction… http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ithaca/  (This is our Ithaca today and we are on the road.) "Have Ithaca always in your mind. Your arrival there is what you are destined for. But don't in the least hurry the journey. Better it last for years, so that when you reach the island you are old, rich with all you have gained on the way, not expecting Ithaca to give you wealth. Ithaca gave you a splendid journey. Without her you would not have set out. She hasn't anything else to give you.”

I really ‘got it’ today that it’s the journey and not the destination. What am I feeling, thinking, experiencing along the Way? What is God teaching me through nature, (and my burning ass pushing this ‘light’ bike uphill for hours when I had hoped to actually ride the thing???)  It reminds me of the Battle of Warsaw in 1920 sometimes called “The Miracle at Vistula” the first decisive battle of the Polish-Soviet war where Poland seemed to be on the verge of defeat. Everybody in the World agreed— but after 3 years of fighting the Red Army, in Vladimir Lenin's words, the Bolsheviks "suffered an enormous defeat". And the West is safe once again...
Polish Flag- Courageous Freedom Fighters

Anything is possible! I am feeding my will to scale this mountain by focusing on Poland’s military strength... We are desperate and looking for inspiration and succor from Poland, Ithaca, and Lawrence of Arabia’s leadership prowess in the midst of this ancient forest. Tomorrow we have guests arriving from Georgia. We take our time away from Adytum Sanctuary and our lessons when we can get them. By biking this killer mountain, I found an unexpected mentor today.

The Killer Mountain Is My Mentor Today

Sunday, September 30, 2012

Granite Lake Hike Dodging 10,000 Baby Frogs...by Kat Carroll, NTP and Associate Editor of Health Freedom News





The Spectacular Pristine Granite Lake Outside Ashford, Near Mt. Rainer in Washington State


This is an absolutely  beautiful hike not far from Adytum Sanctuary to three lakes: Pothole, Bertha May (where do they get these names??), and Granite Lake - and you could hike on to Cora Lake but when we reached Granite Lake, it was already growing quite dark as we got a late start. All this beauty is in the Gifford Pinchot National Forest near Tower Rock  and reached by walking over a single-track footpath, despite what the sign says, with stunning Mt. Rainier views along the way. 
In the Pleasant Company of the Ancients




When I was among the beauty of the old growth forest, some of these trees over 400 years old,  I was struck by the sense of community they exuded and the beauty and individuality of each lichen covered One.There is an unspoken and often unacknowledged energy in their presence. We usually focus on the water as the end-line destination of a hike, and it was some of the most beautiful forest water I've ever witnessed but really - it was the trees that worked their balancing 'magic' on me and gave me my peace back.
Mt. Rainier Views Along the Way to the Three Lakes

A sign at the entrance said horses, bikes, motorcycles, etc were all able to use the trail but we just couldn't imagine how that would be possible the further along we hiked. Even a child, an elderly person- certainly horses- had the potential to slip over the cliff without a lot of provocation. If you mountain bike, you will carry it on your shoulder about 1/3 of the way and up some steep inclines, across rough stream beds,  and walk it down wash-outs, but it is conceivable. 
Tower Rock in the Background, Lake Bertha May



We dodged thousands of baby frogs- no exaggeration -  until we finally stopped trying to avoid stepping on them...I've never seen baby frogs in a forest but with three lakes nearby, there you go! Actually what was cute at first became creepy as they scuttled from under every foot fall like crabs or cockroaches and distracted from the great beauty we were immersed in on this lush trail. Maiden hair ferns mixed with knick-a-nick and huckleberries. Mosses overtook rocks and there was a thick carpet of fir needles and cones on the forest floor. It's going to be a cold winter.
Fresh Bear Activity; Donn's 6'2" Tall & This is the Bear's Reach









We followed a bear  tall enough to scrape trees at the 6'2" mark as you can see with Donn standing by one of his scrapings. The darkened patches denoting a recent desire to fill an empty belly with ants and bugs. 

To reach the final destination you might take a blanket for a picnic, a fire-stick as there are fire pits in season, and a gun.
Bear Activity


Great Picnic Spots with the Lake Beyond, Fire pits Well Used
We realized our level of vulnerability when we saw fresh bear scat on the trail full of huckleberries. The huckleberries, however, had been picked over by hikers and the trees all had been ravaged on and off trail. Somebody was hungry....we joked after stepping over the fresh 'evidence' that he probably wasn't interested in a couple of skinny vegetarians, but still it left me with a sense of 'dis-ease' in such peaceful surroundings and it made me realize the need to bring something besides my camera on these hikes.
Is This Reishi?

Our hike evolved into a mushroom walk and the variety is astounding! Purple ones, orange and tan ones, ones with spots and some slumped over. Some the quintessential 'toad stools'. My childlike imagination ran rampant as stories around these mushrooms invaded my head...It is a fantasy walk and it's too bad it's too much for children unless they are closely supervised or carried.  Our interest in mushrooms is growing after last week's seminar in LA - the Longevity Now Intensive where Reishi and Chaga were highly esteemed.  We are trying to learn if any of these are the powerful Reishi which we are taking now from Ron Teeguarden's Dragon Herbs. If so, there is enough to last lifetimes growing on these trees.

After walking nearly an hour up a gradual incline- nothing too taxing and stopping for a ton of photographs-  we arrived at the last lake. They were all stunning in their turquoise, 'Caribbean' color, clarity, and the peace was palpable. If it wasn't so late, it would have made for the quintessential skinny dip. All you have to do is count the cars at the entrance and count the people as they pass. Simple math told me we were quite alone- except for that bear....

Although the elevation gain is not too remarkable, still this is not an easy hike because the trail has been degraded. At points we were sliding down the hill or using roots to pull ourselves up to the next section. The sign says horses and motorcycles...good luck! I imagine it was these that tore the trail up in the first place.
The Camel Tree; Making Space for Play



We only passed one couple and next a father hiking with his daughter. Despite such a perfect temperature day, we were essentially alone. That's part of the mystery of the Pacific Northwest...even within 5 minutes of Adytum I can show you places that no one but the locals know of or will ever find. I lived in Olympia, 45 minutes north toward Seattle, for 23 years and only came to Mt. Rainer...never these sketchy hikes down miles of pitted, holey gravel roads. It just takes getting off the beaten path every now and then to discover these Caribbean-like jewels in the midst of old trees that look like they came out of the set of the Hobbit.
Mushrooms of Every Color, Shape and Size Abounded on the Trail

There was no sound but the wind in the fir, the occasional Blue Jay and the sweet twisp of the Pine Siskin. I could hear leaves falling.  Will we go again? Most definitely.

On the way home, you could head back to Ashford for a nice meal at Alexander's Country Inn where we spent our wedding night in 1995. We have no 'white tablecloth' or 5 star restaurants in our area but this is the closest by far.
Donn & Kat's 17th Anniversary Dinner at Alexander's After Hiking Granite Lake


 I've made the request to the chef there to incorporate gluten free pastas into their menu as eating the white pasta makes me ill. Since we send many of our guests  to Alexander's after serving  them all gluten free and healthy options at breakfast, we want them to return back to Adytum feeling as good as when they left. For me today after having some lasagna  I am lethargic, tired, and my stomach hurts.  I will have the salad next time if the menu remains un-enlightened in respect to gluten. The staff is wonderful and the atmosphere is nice. I'm just requiring more options the further I get along my journey to radiant health, that's all!


Far Infrared Sauna in the Orion Suite at Adytum
We just did an interview on www.tnsradio.ning.com with Dr. Carolyn McMakin on Frequency Specific Microcurrent. Her podcast should be up soon but here is the link for some of the other podcasts currently up (The Far Infrared Sauna talk with Jill Harrison is quite informative and we have this sauna from High Tech Health at Adytum and I wouldn't be without it, seriously: http://www.tnsradio.com/scott-tips-podcasts.html

Dr. McMakin is a chiropractor who uses FSM on her patients and I have an excellent home unit I also wouldn't be without!. She said the FSM treatment will only last one day if the patient is sensitive to gluten and continues to eat it, but many more days if they stay off of it. It is highly inflammatory and comes with a host of symptoms, most of which many of us ignore thinking that's just how it is for us and our health. 
Lovely Spot for a Private Picnic and Swim

For herself, she said that gluten consumption will take her pain level from a 7 to a 10 and last three days at the higher level! The effects of one meal with wheat/rye/oats/barley/soy sauce/filler in canned foods, etc. will remain with you long after the meal is forgotten. It's just not worth it when there are great options out there like Tinkyada's brands of rice noodles that hold up so well with cooking, or Shirataki noodles in the cold section of the fridge at Safeway and most stores, or quinoa and amaranth noodles, Pamela's mixes, and so many of Bob's Red Mill GF flours. Most of us are avoiding corn because of the GMOs now but it is gluten free.  Those of you that follow a gluten free diet, please join us in asking restaurants to provide options. Otherwise, we had a nice time at Alexander's Country Inn and lovely memories too from a wedding night and many anniversaries celebrated there since.
Don't Believe Everything You Read (:

As far as the hike goes, there are no bathroom facilities on this hike and our cell phone didn't work after we left the Morton area.You are on your own so be prepared for any eventuality. When we got back to the car, the key wouldn't open when the button was pressed due to being carried in a pocket with a bunch of dirty Reishi (hopefully!!) mushrooms clogging up the mechanism. 

I was thinking about the long, long walk back to a road if it didn't open and realized how very unprepared we were in this quasi-wilderness for anything to go wrong.

To find these hidden jewels, proceed about seven miles out of Ashford. Take a right on Skate Creek Road, R 84 and the last right at 9510. When the road Y's, park on the side of the road  and the entrance is there- and yes, hard to find. We may have missed it were there not two cars parked there on the side of the road. 

Arriving here is accomplished after about  fifteen minutes on a potholed gravel road with a lot of scattered rocks as well. Use the restroom before embarking if you wish to avoid some kidney rattling (:   Plan to hike about an hour in if you're stopping for lots of great pictures and  45 minutes back out. Wear good shoes as you'll cross some streams.


We Shall Return!