Chelanigans

Sometimes you just need to get out of the city. Lake Chelan has long been the spot to put a hammock in the treez and unleash your inner monkey. This year’s annual trip was one that was long overdue and couldn’t have come at a better time. After such a long winter the state park was still incredibly swampy but this weekend was the first of hot and truly nice weather. There’s nothing like waking up to the heat of an Eastern Washington morning and jumping into Chelan’s frigid waters. The week was full of Chelanigans including brewery and winery tours, a giant rubber ducky, sunburns, late night star gazing, marshmallow roasting and some much needed R&R. Not to mention a breakfast for the ages at Blueberry Hills farms! After seeing the world setting rubber ducky in Tacoma the week before we left, we knew we had to make an appearance of our own.

This trip was an all time classic, and one that was full of adventure. (Not to mention a bit of gnarly road rash from a long-boarding incident. That’s besides the point though. Chelan is a tradition like none other, and this year was all about recharging the batteries. If you haven’t been there, you should really get out from under the rock which you’ve been hiding. Fun fact: Chelan is the third deepest lake in North America behind Crater and Tahoe.