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
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
Quick lunch before the hike.
Eeek a forest mouse
The trail starts going up
First glimpse of the falls
View from the Marymere Falls overlook.
Heading back from the falls
Stopped at Lake Crescent Lodge for some coffee. Afterwards Billy and Christa explored Lake Crescent.
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.
Why didn't anyone else want to skate?
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.
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.
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.
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.