It was a 3 hours drive from Seattle (including the 30 mins ferry ride to Bainbridge Island), to Port Angeles (only 90 mins to ride a ferry from Victoria, BC, Canada). I love to ride on train and ferry, the kind that you can stick your head out the window. I guess for one thing you can feel the wind, breathe fresh air, another thing is you can escape if anything happened. Yes, I do have experience of exiting through a train window.
It's was a bright warm morning when we try to get up to Hurricane Ridge. Only found the road was blocked by lock gate. The ranger in visitor center showed us these pictures taken that morning up the mountain. The National Park map show "Road may be closed weekdays in winter.", but being a Sunday in the 1st of April doesn't help. What a fool! ;->
The ranger gave us a hiking trail list of the National Park. So, we headed west to a 600ft deep turquoise crystal Lake Crescent. It's amazing that a relatively small lake can be so deep. Of course, it has it's spooky stories, including soap people.
For the rest of the week, we had seen a lot of lime green moss on big spruce, maple and cedar, which make up the largest old-growth rain forest in the Pacific Northwest.
With up to 240 inches of moisture annually and almost 8,000 feet snow cap mountain, there are no lack of interesting landscape. I like taking photo of waterfalls - this one is Marymere Falls. But, I hope, someday I can learn how to do it without getting the lens wet.
Fallen trunks everywhere along rivers.
Lunch (twice) in Blackberry cafe, trying to have blackberry smoothie twice, but they ran out of ice-cream.
Head back east to Dungeness wildlife refuge.
Shy little Bambi
5 miles of drift wood along the longest spit on earth.
It was almost 8pm when we decided we like this little cottages enough to drop in and try our luck. They were very nice, cozy and clean. They even mailed back the power supply we left on the wall.
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