Mount Rainier National Park
"Into a cloud sea far below,
I lonely watch the red sun go,
Then turning, miracle of glad surprise,
Enchanted saw the full moon rise."
Clark E. Schurman
Chief Guide, Mount Rainier, 1939-1942
(from a plaque at Camp Schurman)
It was 1966. Vietnam was more than an exotic name on a map. The so-called "60s" were in full swing. After two years of university and under constant threat of the military draft, I was looking for a summer place to escape the increasing madness and study what I had always loved, the wilderness. When my application for employment was accepted by the US National Park Service, I jumped at the opportunity.
In the summers of 1966 through 1969, I worked as a Seasonal Fire Control Aide (1966) and Seasonal Ranger at Mount Rainier National Park in Washington State. These were ideal summers where I learned much, not only about employment and the role of the civil servant but also about national parks, mountains and mountain climbing, and the importance of wilderness and wild places to the soul. Most important, I met my future wife, Betty, and some great friendstogether with whom we created some long lasting memories.
The following are just some of the images from those summers: