Ken met our neighbors in Port Angeles, WA at the beginning of our Olympic National Park adventure.  They invited the two of us over for drinks and we enjoyed their company immensely!  We compared future plans and figured we probably wouldn’t meet up again.  To our surprise they found us at Kalaloch Campground on the Pacific Coast.  We loved this campground (no hook-ups but some of the sites overlook the ocean).

Our site did not overlook the ocean because there are only a small amount of sites that would accommodate our larger RV and still overlook the water.  The kids didn’t care; our site had a “fort” or I should say that they made a fort which included a chandelier, several rooms, a grinding station and a lounge chair.  How can you beat that?  And our site had a water view out of one window and only a very short walk to the ridge above the ocean.

During one of the evening low tides we drove over to Beach 4 of Olympic National Park and waded around the rocks.  We were so excited to see over one hundred sea stars, hundreds of anemones, some hermit crabs and a few trapped fish.  Brian touched many of these beautiful creations.  The were so cool to see in the wild!

The next day we discovered that we were surrounded by blackberry bushes. We picked at least a couple of cups of them.  Yum!

That evening we walked over to Kim and Rick’s to cook spiders over the fire.  What are spiders?  I wondered too.  Spiders are hotdogs that you have cut so when they are cooked the legs curl like a spider.  Basically take a hotdog, leave the middle two inches whole, on the ends cut them through lengthwise and then rotate the hotdog 90 degrees and cut it lengthwise again.  Do this to both sides and roast it over a fire by constantly turning it as if it is on a spit.  They taste really good and are super fun!

The sunset over the beach was gorgeous!  We were glad to see it.  Many of the days we were camped here we had cloudy and misty weather and did not see the sun or sunset much.  But this sunset was a beautiful end to our stay here.

A few days ago we went to the NW point of Washington, Cape Flattery.  We figured it was the farthest we could get from Atlanta in the 48 contiguous states so we needed to say we were there.  Can you blame us?

We are on the Olympic Peninsula and had gone up to Hurricane Ridge in Olympic National Park and visited the Ranger Station but much of the outside edge of the peninsula has little towns or Indian reservations and Highway 101 is the only route around this whole area.

After moving the motorhome to Forks, WA we drove up to the Makah Indian Reservation and toured their wonderful little museum which was delightfully rich in history.  You can visit their site at http://makahmuseum.com  (One of the interesting facts was that the Indians did not have sheep or goats so they used the cedar trees to make clothes and bred a certain type of dog for its wool.)

After the museum we drove as close as we could to the point and then hiked our way down the trail.  The trail itself was beautiful with old grooved trees, thick green mosses and the most charming rough  cut boardwalks. The smell of the ocean was calling us as we hiked and when we arrived at the point we were rewarded with gorgeous sunshine and a rough sculpted coastline.  It was amazing!

We enjoyed our lunch here and decided we needed to dip our toes in the Pacific Ocean so we left the Reservation and headed down the coast to a sandy beach.  The water is pretty consistently between 40 and 50 degrees so the kids were telling me to hurry up and take the picture because their feet were freezing.  Ah, torture!