I thought we were just going to spend a few days in Olympic National Park up on the Olympic Peninsula in the State of Washington. Ha! Two weeks later, Dinah and I were still there. No cell signal, no service, no phone, no internet. Very few people in the campgrounds and on the trails. Ranger stations and visitor centers closed. It was no wonder we didn’t want to leave the peace and quiet and go back to “civilization” – I could have stayed forever. Lots of pictures later, these few will give you an idea of where we spent our nights – next to the constant motion of the ocean (hey! that’s a rhyme!), near a quiet lake, in the wet and rainy rain forest, under the majesty of mountains, near the swiftly flowing rivers.
These pics represent only a small part of the wonderful time Dinah and I had. We relaxed, walked, hiked, soaked, drove, ate, sat, learned, explored, drank, talked, met, photo’d, and built fires in the fire pits. Spring is the perfect time to check out this large, multifaceted national park – when the crowds are non-existent, the days are a bit cooler, and the black-tailed deer mamas and their babies munch their way right through your campsite. For more information about the places we went and the things we saw, or to plan your own trip, click on the links below.
Olympic National Park – National Park Week was April 20-28 this year: free admittance to all 401 national parks; they do this every year!
This trip also completed my journey of the entire length of U.S. Route 101, from Los Angeles, CA, to Olympia, WA. There is a sign on the highway noting the end of Hwy 101, but I didn’t get a picture of it as we sailed by at a speedy 50 miles per hour (we don’t drive very fast when towing Li’l Homey!). For more information than you ever wanted to know about this iconic highway that even has a country band named after it, click here.