Travel Tuesday: Skykomish River Cabin

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Travel Tuesday: Skykomish River Cabin

Washington’s weather has been a dream compared to everywhere else I’ve lived. No negative temperatures. No snow banks. No crazy thunderstorms. No air quality concerns. The list goes on. But I discovered after booking a river cabin on the Skykomish River northeast of Seattle that Washington is not always equipped for all of its rain. In fact, when the droplets are too big and too frequent – flooding ensues.

To say I was paranoid after we drove through standing water on a windy dirt road to this little ol’ cabin next to a flooding river in the middle of nowhere would be the understatement of the year.

Luckily, I like to take my husband along on adventures and he is the steadfast voice of reason in our relationship. After we were shown around our humble abode for the next twenty-four hours and told that the heat wasn’t working, the river is never usually this high, and the power had gone out on the previous tenant’s, my husband SOMEHOW convinced me to stay.

It also helped that the deposit was now nonrefundable at this point.

We drove back to the closest town and loaded up on rations in case we were stuck there for the weekend. My husband was actually HOPING this would happen. Opposites attract is no joke, folks.

We then got the fire roaring and settled in.



I will admit, as long as I didn’t stare too hard at the river continuing to rise and carrying down giant trees and branches…it was nice. They had cable in the middle of nowhere despite having no wifi or cell service so we watched cute late 90’s movies, made steak and salad for dinner, played scrabble, enjoyed drinks, and even braved the hot tub for a while. I felt pretty adventurous racing over to the hot tub in the pitch black with the roaring river and pouring rain around us.

It was especially nice to have a night away with my husband. Breaking away from the monotony of routine has always been so important for our relationship. Our “adventures” as we like to refer to them can be as simple as a long day hiking or a spontaneous beach trip or a night at a cabin on a flooding river. They always remind me how thankful I am to have him, and to reconnect like we’re high school kids falling in love all over again. Afterwards we always tend to hold hands a little more often, pick our battles a little more wisely, and be kinder to one another.

Overall, it turned out to be a really lovely evening.

We even discovered while driving back into the land of cell service the following day that there had been flooding all over the area and that had been the highest the Skykomish River had been in years. Over a foot above flash flood levels.

I’m glad we stayed, but I may try to plan our next adventure around the weather.

“Do one thing every day that scares you.”
Eleanor Roosevelt

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