A lot of effort went in to planning a great trip. Unfortunately the weather did not appear to be on our side...

Leaving the ranch

After a good night's rest, we head out to the peninsula, storm of the century coming or not.

Waiting at the ferry terminal

Billy with lighthouse

Billy posing with a random model lighthouse near the vacation rental office.

Christa with lighthouse

Yoga frogs

Billy with yoga frogs

Billy takes a moment to center. Or is he just being silly? Does even he know?

Bill and Ginny

Arrived at Storm King Ranger Station in the Olympic National Forest. Can we drive up to Hurricane Ridge?

Looking at a map

Bill and Christa take navigation lead.

Hurricane Ridge is a no-go

Marymere Falls

Marymere Falls

Quick lunch before the hike.

Chomp Chomp

Lunch complete. Time to see the falls...

Forest floor

Eeek a forest mouse

The trail starts going up

First glimpse of the falls

Marymere Falls

View from the Marymere Falls overlook.

The Marymere trail goes through a tunnel under the road.

Christa forced to pose in a big log.

Creepy man in a tree trunk.

Heading back from the falls

Stopping by the river to find a rock

The rock has been found!

Stopped at Lake Crescent Lodge for some coffee. Afterwards Billy and Christa explored Lake Crescent.

Lake Crescent selfie

Clear water with branches on the lake bottom.

Lake Crescent Lodges

We stopped in for some coffee.

Outside the lodge we found a boatload of chestnuts on the ground which collected, but did not end up eating.

Lots of mailboxes in one place near our vacation rental.

Someone's watching

Bundled up for the hike out to Cape Flattery - the northwestern-most point of the continental US.

Red forest gnome and purple wood sprite.

Continuing the walk to the cape.

First glimpse of the water. The wind-driven mist stung the face.

Leaning in to the wind, pressing ahead.

View from the lookout.

Even in the cold gale, the forest floor was lush and relatively peaceful.

We've had enough. Heading back.

That rock wasn't there when we drove in an hour ago.

Relaxing at day-end. Thinking about our steak and potato dinner.

Views of our nice rental house.

Haven't played this in awhile. Now we remember why.

Chit-chat.

Why didn't anyone else want to skate?

Oh Snap!

Oops. We tried to use the grill in the rain, but too close to the window. The heat caused the glass to crack. That definitely put a damper on our enthusiasm.

Decided to go to Elwha River delta because everything else on the peninsula was closed.

It ended up being really scenic.

Ceaseless silliness.

Quite a few driftwood huts dotted the beach.

After returning to the house, we decide to check out the "beach" access. But it turned out to be a rotten view of a wave-slapped mud bank.

The walk was nice, though.

Played some Tokaido.

Also completed a 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle.

We stopped in a the ranger station one last time to see if we could visit Hurricane Ridge. No dice. Billy poses with a giant yellow slug, a local denizen.

We decide to drive to Forks, WA, for some reason.

Billy in a tree stump hut.

That pulley was for moving large trees. Trees big enough to justify tackle that large are long-gone, sadly. You'd think someone would leave, like, one single old-growth tree so that people wouldn't have to wait 1000 years to see one again.

I know. I'm saving it for later.

Zombie O's

Christa with concrete octopus

Lucked out with some dry weather for a picnic lunch in Port Angeles while waiting for our ferry.