Washington and Idaho have some of the best hiking, biking, skiing, cross-country, etc trails you can ever visit. This summer when I was home, my sister and I ventured out on what is now one of my favorites and one which I will do again. The Hiawatha Trail was unknown to me until recently. It started as a rail line that traversed through a dozen tunnels and had scenic views aver high trestles. It was a line that crossed approximately 50 miles between Idaho and Montana. The actual bike trail is now closed to cars so you can bike or walk it. It’s about 15 miles, from top to bottom.
When you ride this trail, you MUST have a headlamp. You can bring your own or rent one. I literally thought that I would be fine without using one, but some of the tunnels are pitch black when you enter and even with the headlamp, it can be slightly disorienting because you can not see out the other end.
Even when you could see out the other side, going from the bright light to the dark tunnel could be a bit disorienting. I know the below pictures look blurry, but that is exactly how it felt. Cool and creepy at the same time.
“If you entered a tunnel, you can be sure that the tunnel has at least one exit!”
Despite the above quote, there were some tunnels that you were not allowed to enter. There was one way out, but I was not convinced that that one way would be the way I would want to get out.
Like I have said in my past blog, this is simply one of the coolest hikes/rides I have been on. It’s definitely worth checking out. I have put several links with information at the bottom of this. If you are ever passing through the area and have some time on your hands, you should really stop, rent a bike and zoom zoom!!
Sure, you might get a little dirty. You might find it a bit rougher than expected. But it was a day that we will never forget. We needed a little light at the end of our dark, dark tunnel.
“Damn the tunnels and fuck those who wait for the light at the end of it,
Just stop wasting your time and learn to be your own kind of light …”
“We took the path that led others nowhere and only we saw the light at the end of the tunnel. They warned us about the monsters we would encounter, the odds that we would meet. And they laughed when we got the scars while fighting the dragons on our way. When we came back out of the tunnel, holding the sword that they always craved for tightly in our hand. Bleeding and the sun shining on our face. We became the tales they wanted to be. We became the reflections of what they always wanted to see themselves through. We became the warriors they had always imagined of.”