We drove from Roseburg, Oregon on up to Seattle today. We stopped at Mt. St. Helens to drive through the area. The top of the mountains was obscured by clouds, so you couldn’t make out the distinctive top of the mountain.
I was last here in 1986, and a lot has changed. I did not see the massive log jam on Spirit Lake that was there before, but we may have been in the wrong place. The canisters of ash that the historical society sells used to be clear film canisters, now they are fancy glass bottles.