Saturday, August 23, 2014

Day 66: North Olympic Peninsula


The day began with uncertainty but ended well.

We knew we wanted to head up toward Olympic National Park, the northwest corner of Washington, but I had tried to find a site at a state park in that area and all the sites had been reserved. This being the last summer weekend before Labor Day, I guess many people were getting in one more mini-vacation.  I was sure, however, that we could find some place to stay.

I had assumed we would follow I-5 down through Seattle and Tacoma, then wind our way up Route 101 toward Port Angeles.  When we checked the GPS, however, it said it was only a bit over 100 miles to Port Angeles, with part of the route on a ferry.  Of course---we could cut straight across from east to west!  So we backtracked north on I-5, went over the bridge onto Whidby Island, and drove to the town of Coupeville where there is a ferry slip.

I had not planned on this route so I had not made reservations.  When we drove up, the ferry attendant, upon hearing that we did not have reservations, said “Uh-oh”.  She had us park to the side while cars and trucks loaded onto the 10:15 ferry.  There was not room for us on that one, but we did get on the 11:00 one.  While waiting, Ranger got a good walk along the beach and I had some breakfast.



The ferry crossing to Port Townsend might have provided some great views, but there was fog almost the whole way.  The town of Port Townsend looked worth exploring, but I was focused on getting to a local park near Port Angeles for which only half the sites could be reserved, figuring that if we arrived early afternoon on a Friday, we might get one of the non-reservable ones.

And indeed we did, though when we arrived around 1:30, there were only two (out of 92) available.  So for the next two nights we will be at Salt Creek Recreation Area, a Clallam County park.  The site is in an open grassy area with neighbors close by, but the field is terraced, we are at the top, and we are able to look out over the Strait of Juan de Fuca….which was covered in fog for most of the afternoon while it was sunny at our campsite.



The park is very nice.  Ranger and I explored a bit and found that there is a walking path all along the cliffs above the water, with metal steps leading down to the rocks below in several places.  Once down, you can walk along the rocks and look in the tide pools.  There are also several hiking trails to viewpoints which we will try out tomorrow.

Ranger is still a bit leery of the many foghorns he is hearing.  When the fog lifted some in late afternoon, we could see far out (though not clear enough to see the city of Victoria on Vancouver Island) and we watched  a cruise ship head past.  The signs along the cliff indicate that one can see seals and whales from here, so maybe we will spot them tomorrow. 

Our close-by neighbor, about 12 feet to our right, is here to take over as campground host after this weekend.  Dan talked to him for a long time and got some tips on Dutch oven cooking over a campfire.  Bill was trying out a new recipe for Mountain Dew chicken and he gave us a sample----delicious! 


We had a campfire and Dan cooked brats for dinner on it.  We headed in fairly early: once the sun went down, the temperature dropped.  

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