Overweight and undertrained, spring fever got the best of me as I took to the road for a three-day journey.
I had great hope for this walk, but it was mostly dreary, soggy, and sullen.
One big set of stairs, and a winding walk along the bluffs above Lake Washington's northern end. Not much to say.
Both the farthest from Seattle and the shortest walk, it was a perfect spring day for "Seattle Stairway Walk No. 23. Burien: Eagle Landing Stairs"
The best thrift store in Seattle, a roadhouse straight out of the 1930's, and one very long wicked set of stairs! It's Mercer Island.
Such a gloomy day! So we stay close to home and finally do the "official" Mt. Baker Stairway Walk.
Rising steeply from Interbay, the Southwest corner of Queen Anne has lots of stairs, ass-busting steep streets, and a one very sweet, though sad, playground.
Mostly a walk along one of Seattle's most popular beaches, the Stairwalk No 3: Golden Gardens, was a perfect walk to talk and catch up with family.
After a week off due to snow, rain and too much smutty reading, it was nice to get back out for another stairway walk to another neighborhood I have rarely been too, Outer Mongolia. No, I mean, Magnolia.