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| Jack is a master at packing things in the van. We all brought everything we wanted -- clothes, pillows, lots of electronic toys, coolers, snacks, tents, folding chairs, etc., etc. -- and still we were comfortable. |
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Greg, Jack and Guy on Saturday morning, June 1st 2002.
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| We drove about 3 miles to the Washington State Ferry dock in downtown Seattle |
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| We took the ferry to Bainbridge Island. |
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| The Olympic Mountains and the Olympic Peninsula coast was the goal for the first part of our vacation. |
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| A few miles from Bainbridge, we crossed the Hood Canal floating bridge. |
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| We were stopped for about 10 minutes as the bridge opened for a sail boat. |
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The Trident submarine base is near here, but I've never seen a sub. A few more miles past the bridge and we hit highway 101.
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| We stayed on 101 through Sequim. Did some shopping at Swain's in Port Angeles. Here we are at Hurricane Ridge. |
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| Hurricane Ridge is about 30 minute drive up the mountain from Port Angeles. |
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Jack is rooting through the trash looking for the good stuff.
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| The visitor center. |
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| This guy is headed for the parking lot. He must have heard some of the cars overheated coming up the mountain, so there is plenty of
that tasty anti-freeze spilled in parking lot. |
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| Greg taking pictures of the deer. |
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| Hurricane Ridge is part of the Olympic National Park. |
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| Looking for snow flakes that don't
have 6 points. Greg might have found one! |
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The elevation here is about 5200
feet. Sea level can be seen just a few miles north at the
Strait of Juan de Fuca.
(As my cousin Lorraine has had to point out to visitors, it is politely
pronounced with a long "U" sound:
FEW ka) |
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| I don't know the name of these
peaks. But with the proper camera angle, the could make a
nice set of devil horns in some snap shot. |
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Devil horns... requires me to be
closers to the lens next time.
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| Guy is from Montana and has lived in Seattle since 1995 or so. Even though he lived in Hawaii many years ago, he had never seen the Pacific Ocean from "edge of the continent" perspective. He was looking forward to that. |
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We drove back down the mountain to Port Angeles. About an hour east of that is Lake Crescent.
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| We had been driving a lot. |
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| We set up camp at Fairhome (I think that is the name)... a National Park campground on the west end of the lake. |
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| We set up camp. Then set up the bar. |
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| We were very lucky with the weather. Any sunny days before mid-July are just an unexpected gift. Also, because school wasn't out yet, we had no trouble finding campsites. |
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| Guy & Greg had a tent that literally popped up in about 90 seconds. Jack and I slept in the van. |
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| Art shot! Suitable for greeting cards. |
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| More art. Between the camp sites and the lake shore, a small meadow
was in bloom. |
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Lake Crescent
June 1, 2002 |
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Lake
Crescent
June 1, 2002
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| Interesting exposure. |
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| Over the years, I have been to Lake Crescent
many times. But never before have I spent time there when the weather was so inviting. |
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| We went to the campground store and bought hot dogs and beans for a campfire dinner.
That was the end of our first day on The Loop. |
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