Yakima gets 300 days of sunshine a year. I'm embarrassed to admit, that on the 2nd day of the New Year (which was the 1st dark and gloomy day of the New Year), the weather snob in me took over like a monster and drove me to the nearest destination promising the sunshine that was lost on this morning.
We entered dense fog in the cold & frosty Yakima River Canyon. From the south end of the canyon we set out to climb the steep Selah Butte. With heads down and poles stabbing the frozen ground each step of the way, we found ourselves above the fog at about the only flat stretch of the trail. We stopped and watched the settled fog in the river canyon and watched it roll over the Skyline ridge across the way, like a giant waterfall. It was really cool to see!
The fog began to move quickly, rising towards the top of Selah Butte - we would be enveloped in it again. But soon the sunshine broke through the clouds, the skies were blue above us and streaked with neat clouds, and the surrounding ridgelines and hills poked out from the white fog. The grasses were glowing yellow in the morning light and our spirits were lifted; we began counting hedgehog cactus as we reached the top, headed north to the edge of the butte.
We found our sun! Mt. Baldy was lit up, and we could see snowy peaks in the distance. All it took to achieve this was 1.5 miles up and 1700 ft in elevation. Not too shabby on Selah Butte.