Seattle downtown in the distance.
We are so happy to be with our Ernie. 😊
Nearby Kirkland is the community of Snoqualmie and its famous falls.
The falls are beautiful and the clouds held off dropping their rain so that we could hike down to the river.
As we walked, we talked about the unique smell from the northwest forests. \240
The coolest hollow log and the coolest son-in-law.
Erin enjoying the Snoqualmie River.
Brandon takes us through the steps of making Meade.
It is pretty cool to watch the process, with all of its bubbling and color changes. \240This jar will soon be bottled and capped.
A strawberry/OJ mimosa and just a fraction of a massive cinnamon raisin roll, warm and dripping with frosting.
Pregame food and drink.
Ali is sporting her Chicago gear with the Space Needle in the background.
Our 'must-have-selfie' mugs...
Seattle Mariners vs. Chicago White Sox. \240The Mariners won the game with a single home run in the 10th inning.
Saddle Mountain in the distance. \240Our family climbed this over the Thanksgiving weekend 2015. \240It was, for me, the last hike I would make on my old knee. \240The following year, I got a fancy new one.
Yard art in the coastal communities.
Willapa Bay has the sweetest clams, and I always check to see where the clams are from when I am buying clam chowder. \240This bay is also known for its oysters.
Wild Northwest blackberries!
Our pathway to the bay.
Jim casting his best 'Squatchy' shadow.
I find a friendly and bird-loving gnome.
We spend an afternoon on Long Beach. \240The boys loved the space and the feel of sand under their feet. \240We enjoyed the warm sun and the sound of crashing waves.
This little guy somehow escaped the seagulls, but has been here long enough to gather seafoam. \240I really love looking at the grains of sand and marvel that they were once boulders.
We are at the 'whale bones' section of the Long Beach boardwalk. \240This gray whale made me think of my sister, Janet (because we went whale watching a few years ago).
It was a lovely time on the beach.
Fall is making her way into the Northwest.
Megan is our great niece. \240She met with us for dinner in Astoria, and we caught up on her recent marriage and their career and house plans.
All Clarks from the same tree: \240Jim, son of Bertha, Megan, daughter of Ron and Dana, Ron being son of Larry, son of Bertha, and me, daughter-in-law of Bertha.
We have seen lots of deer here. \240We also see bow hunters loading and unloading as we travel the winding and wooded road to Bay Center.
Clamming on the bay at low tide.
Breakfast with family. \240It was great to catch up, and we got to hear some funny stories. ❤️
The green seagrass is so beautiful under the grey sky.
This little shelf, hanging on a fence, receives gifts from the sea. \240You can leave, trade, or take. \240I like the idea. 😌
On the way to the Olympic National Park, we are amazed at the size of the trees. \240Washington wins the prize for the most trees -anywhere.
On Highway 101, and just before you reach the southern tip of the National Park, is the beautiful lake, Quinault. \240There is a ranger station, a few cabins, historic lodge, and waterfalls. \240Through the trees, I tried to capture this stream running to the lake.
Kalaloch is also in the National Forest, with delightful surprises. \240The striking blue berry is Pagoda Dogwood.
The forest runs literally to the sea.
Kalaloch lodge looks so inviting, we want to come back and stay a while.
The beach pathway is steep, and given the size and number of logs thrown against the bench, we understand why.
Unbelivable, but here stands a Sitka Spruce tree with a cave underneath it. \240We walked underneath the roots and find a small stream, slowly removing the base underneath and at the same time, sustaining the tree with its water. \240It is something to see.
(Just north of the Kalaloch Lodge, down the steps of the Kalaloch campground, and right of the steps.)
Under the tree roots, we find the little stream that sustains the tree.
The steps from the campground are super steep and framed with massive logs.
The bench here is about fifteen feet, and we think it is routinely hit hard by the surf. \240
We were delighted to see little spaces in the bench filled with rock cairns.
Such beauty in this place.
Another gem on the Washington coast is Ruby Beach. \240The river which runs from the forest and into the sea is a deep red-rust color.
All the rocks here are smooth and easily stacked, so naturally, there are hundreds of cairns. \240Here: \240three more gems on a gem-of-a-beach.
A beautiful rock arch, with the waves crashing in.
Tide is out, leaving lots of fun places to explore.
Cedar Creek is swift, deep, and ruby in color.
Signs of crashing waves on this giant rock, just south of Cedar Creek, and partially in the ocean. \240The little stone and shell pieces are stuck into the crevices.
Our seafood bounty while in Port Angeles. \240It was delicious with warmed bread and white wine.
I'm so glad Jim didn't photograph my peg leg!
Our view for the night. \240We loved watching the ships come and go. \240We know the San Juan Islands are nearby and Victoria is just out of our view.
Sunrise over the Salish Sea.
The morning was beautiful. \240I got to watch three racoons hunt for food in the water, two curious seals wonder what I was up to, seagulls and ravens fly overhead, and one crane fish/catch/and fish some more.
On our way to Hurricane Ridge, we travel through three tunnels...
...capture a view of the Olympic range from Klanhane Ridge...
and look back toward the Strait of Juan De Fuca.
We finally reach Hurricane Ridge (you are here), and we are astounded by the size of the Olympic Range.
The view of Mt Olympus and the Olympic Range is breathtaking. \240It is so peaceful and beautiful. \240
Jim checking out the crevasses in the glaciers.
A bug joined us for the selfie today.😟😊
Following the Puget Sound back to Bay Center, we see the colors changing.
The Pacific Ocean was beautifully calm and we enjoyed a stroll along the surf. \240We won't see the Pacfic Ocean for some time.
The boys love to run in the sand and find all kinds of things to smell.