As far as I am concerned you can’t get much more west then the State of Washington. We have driven over 4,000 miles, taken a ferry and we have now frozen our feet in the Pacific Ocean. Freezing our feet has marked our halfway point.
Washington, like most of the other things we have experienced this trip, wasn’t like I had expected or anticipated. Crossing the boarder, farm lands unfolded in-front of us. Slowly, wind turbines began to pop up here, then there. Mountains began to rise and before we knew it Seattle presented it’s self. Making our way through Seattle to the coast and onto the ferry, we both wished we could have spent a whole day checking out the city. It looked awesome; unique. It certainly had it’s own personality; one which we both wish we could have been acquainted with. Regardless, the ferry took us from Seattle to Brainbridge Island; where Stu and I drove 2 hours to Hoh Rainforest in Olympic National Park.
Olympic was an amazing national park, one of which I am psyched we called an audible to go see. We spent two nights here; the first 5 miles in, deep inside the rainforest and second, right on the beach. Both were so different that we had to keep reminding ourselves that we were actually in the same park. I could try an explain the two, but contrary to popular belief the pictures still do a better job explaining the grandeur of it all.
Pardon the brevity of this post, we are showering(after 4 days), enjoying being squeaky clean and headed to a concert in Portland. We couldn’t be more amped.
This kid had a sweet space helmet……we had a stare off.