Out & About

The hike I had planned for today didn’t work because the road was closed, so we came back and did the Spruce Railroad Trail which was 8 miles round trip of mostly flat former railroad beds.

A view of the Log Cabin Resort, where we stayed.  You can’t see our cabin, it’s hidden behind some trees.  Next time I’d like to stay in one of the chalets.

Lake Crescent was a brilliant blue.

Devils Punchbowl.  On hot days, people jump from the bridge.  It was not a hot day.

Matt exploring.

We’ve reached the other end, now it’s four miles back.

More exploring.

Our cabin.

One of the points we could have used to enter Lake Crescent if it was warmer.

Boat ramp.  They had various things to rent, including stand up paddle boards.  We did not partake.

Matt and the lake.

Lots of good clouds.   

We’re in the land of Twlight, (the book, not the movie) so I took to referring to the weather in vampire terms.  Today was party sparkly vampire.

As you can see, the lake was just outside our cabin.

We headed off to see Soleduck Falls.

Bear country!  Luckily we weren’t camping.

More Olympic Park greenery.

This was an interesting waterfall because it split into three falls.

It wasn’t far from the parking lot to this waterfall, and it was also a launching point for many different trails so there were a lot of people taking pictures of Soleduck Falls.

The drop from the top of the falls to the river.

Blurry self-portrait. There was a young-dumb-and-full-of-cum-type guy off to our right, walking on the rocks where he shouldn’t have been.  I was waiting for him to slip and fall.

Because that fall wouldn’t be a pretty one.

We headed off for Lovers Lane Trail.  (No apostrophe) 

Tall trees and greenery.

Having  a rest.

Our hike took us through Sol Duck campground.  I liked their way of visually depicting how many campsites were available, and for how many nights.  I think a red tag meant reserved for two or more nights.  Yellow maybe meant reserved for one night.

There are no pictures apparently, but we stopped at Soulduck Hot Springs.  It was nice.  They had three separate pools (hot, hotter and shallow for kids).  There was also a full-sized unheated pool.  Matt and I did hot/cold plunges.  Matt was not enamored of the smell.

We stopped to take a look for salmon.

Just like the sign promised, we did not see any salmon.

Logging truck.  Also, I was interested in this construction zone, which was operating without a flagging crew.  There were two temporary stoplights which were programmed to let alternating lanes of cars go.

I loved this little roadside stand.

So many fun bits of produce.  There were also books and other items such as an exercise bike.  I bought a zucchini for our dinner.

Blurry self-portrait, with bonus bra strap and detail of rear-view mirror tilter.

I was hoping for unseasonably warm, due to the fact we were staying at a lake.  But it seems I’m getting totally seasonable weather.  

It’s always fun to see what this billboard has to say when driving on I-5 on the way to Seattle/points north of Portland.  (Matt took this picture)

Instead of the normal I-5 drive to Seattle, we took a turn toward our destination:  the Olympic Peninsula. It took us through Aberdeen, not only the hometown of one Kurt Cobain, but also the Gateway to the Olympics.   I’m giving those quotation marks the side-eye.

We weren’t headed for the Ocean Shores (as inviting as those did sound) we were headed for Forks!  

I drove, Matt read.  We were alternating between Emma Mills First and Then and George R.R. Martin’s A Game of Thrones.

Our vacation area.  We stayed at one of the resorts on Lake Crescent. Which was inland a bit.

Our first hike was at Lake Quinault on the short Rain Forest Nature Trail.

Matt and a very tall tree.

It was many “Matts” high.

Greenery!  What the rain forest has in abundance.

This interpretive sign was placed so you could easily see the four types of tree.  See next picture.

That’s Matt at the end of that hollow log.

Lots of stuff going on with the ground in a rain forest.

Matt in front of the Quinault Lodge.

We had to stop at this site, because a regular feature of the drive to the beach in Oregon is the World’s Largest Sitka Spruce.  Oregon’s specimen has suffered and is more of a stump now.  So let’s see what Washington’s has for us.

Looking tall!

Look at those stats! Who knew the American Forest Association awarded points?  And notice which state’s tree was a co-champion?

Matt took a closer look.

Big tree.  Can be measured in many, many, many Matts.

Our first view of the beach.

Big growth things on tree.

Not unlike Oregon beaches, this is full of driftwood. 

It was mostly empty too, with the exception of this couple, whose primary reason to visit the beach seems to have been so the woman could pose in a variety of places while having her picture taken.  Matt and I were there for 20 minutes or so, and the photo taking was nonstop.

Photos are still happening as we pose for a self-portrait.

I liked this little flower.

Our next hike of the day was Marymere Falls.   We left our weapons at home, so didn’t have to worry about if we should take them on the trail or not. 🙂

Creek and greenery.

Marymere Falls.

At the Log Cabin Resort, an interior view of our cabin.  It came with bedding which I wasn’t expecting.