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So here's us, on the raggedy edge.
But there is no sunken treasure / Rumored to be / Wrapped inside my ribs / In a sea black with ink I am so / Out of tune / With you — Jeff Tweedy, Sunken Treasure |
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Ironic, isn’t it, that it’s cheaper for me to reach the west coast of Washington than British Columbia; of course, we have an island and they don’t.
Nonetheless, Olympic National Park is stunning and was home for three days.
Olympic National Park: South Coast Unit
Seattle, like Vancouver, doesn’t actually border on the Pacific Ocean. This was a distinction that meant little to me when I lived in Toronto, but is now of tremendous significance.
The shape of the coast is different here; while Howe Sound or Puget Sound make Lake Ontario feel like a fishing pond, the wild shores of the Pacific Ocean are another thing altogether.
With that in mind, I headed to Olympic National Park for a coast walk. Olympic can be reached by driving only, although a half-hour ferry ride from Whidbey Island makes the trip much shorter; at US$8.75 for passenger and car, this is much cheaper than getting to Vancouver Island.
I left after three days, with near perfect weather (save some rain at night, which put my new tent to the test.) I drove home through a storm; if I had known this was going to happen, I might have stayed.
More photos are stuck in my camera, but these will do for now.
Scott Bluff
Giant’s Graveyard, as seen from my tent
Posted by skooter at 9:36 AM
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This entry is tagged: Camping, Coast, Washington