An out of focus photo of Ft. Warden Light near Pt. Townsend Washington.I probably should say that we went glamping as we stayed in our travel trailer and out of the cold, inclement weather. Since I didn’t have to work on Veteran’s Day, I had a space of five days free and we decided at the last minute to travel to the Olympic Peninsula in Western Washington State. For us this entails a ferry ride since we live on Whidbey Island.
Early on Thursday, my first day off, we headed to the Keystone Ferry in the middle of Whidbey. This ferry takes us to Pt. Townsend, one of my favorite towns in Washington. It has an 19th century charm that is going though restoration off and on, but still in keeping with the National Historic District status. Beautiful three and four story brick buildings with Victorian flair.
We stayed at Pt. Hudson our last night and visited the town, but the first day we headed for Sequim (pronounced SQUIM). John Wayne owned a substantial piece of waterfront on Sequim Bay many years ago where he moored his yacht, The Grey Goose, when he was in the area. The land was donated to the county and is now a beautiful marina, campground, boat launching area and more, well protected by the long spit that juts across the mouth of the bay. Calmer seas prevail here as the spit almost encloses the bay with a small passage out to the Straits of Juan de Fuca outside the passage.
Kingfishers, herons, seagulls and crows love the beach by the RV park. I love watching the kingfishers dive into the water, coming up with small fish. Their turquoise and green iridescence makes them spectacular. They look a little crazy with such big heads and small bodies.
Next we went to Joyce, Washington to stay at Salt Creek State Park. This park has a very rocky precipice overlooking the Straits. Waves crash on the rocks below the cliffs. The park is a fairly steep hill which has been terraced for the RVs. We backed into a space in the highest tear, thus having an unobstructed view of the straits and the shipping lanes there. I love to watch the ships go by and I can do it from my dinette table inside. We saw oil tankers, car carriers, and container ships interspersed with the minuscule fishing boats. The two lighthouses on Vancouver Island were visible flashing their lights after dark. They were hardly visible through the fog and moisture in the air during the day.
We took a day trip to Forks and LaPush and had lunch one day. Hiked around the campground another as it is an old fort from WWI. The neighboring bay, Crescent Beach, was packed with surfers, though there wasn’t much for surf the day we watched. Cougars had been sighted in the region and they suggested you keep you children and pets on a short leash.
We did see some seals out in a large bull kelp bed. Picked up some shells and beach glass while wondering beaches.
It was warmish, with the temperatures in the mid 50s. Sunday, however there was a gale that made it hard to push open the door of the travel trailer to get out. We were glad to be in Pt. Townsend and not at home that night. (Our home is situated in a treed area and often we need to leave home if storms are to dangerous.) We were only staying one night, but we unhitched as it was difficult to walk against the wind to downtown, many blocks away. Had a great dinner, once again, at The Fountain Cafe. They never fail to please us and we are very hard to please.
Mostly, this was a relaxing trip. We took our time, did a lot of reading in the evenings, slept late, and were generally lazy. We didn’t have to be anyplace and any particular time and we just wandered, a great way to spend a little time off.