With work on the cabin scheduled for spring that would take a month, we planned a trip in the camper to the coast. Neither of us had been to the Pacific northwest coast. The spring thaw was late coming. We thought work would start around the first week of March, but it was almost the end of March before the snow had melted enough. If you know me, you know it was killing me not knowing exactly when we would leave. Not having a plan doesn’t sit well with me. When the log repair company said they were coming, we had a day to load up and take off. And we did! As soon as they arrived, we handed them a key and hit the open road! Ok, the open road all the way to Kettle Falls, about an hour west of home. We found a little campground on the Columbia River and had the whole place to ourselves for the night.
The next morning we headed across the upper portion of Washington. It was a beautiful drive over a pass where there was still five feet of snow on the ground and it was snowing, yet again.
Our goal was to get to the coast, so we didn’t spend more than one night at each place we stayed until then. As usual, we tried to find campgrounds on some sort of body of water, without having to drive more than three or four hours a day. Thats not too hard to do in these parts.
We steered clear of Seattle’s busy traffic and went up the Olympic Peninsula along the Hood Canal. Once we got to the top at the Strait Of Juan deFuca, near Port Angeles we stayed a few nights at a nice campground overlooking the strait. That’s when we realized that we left the peace and quiet of our home to be parked feet from people with kids and dogs running wild. That seems a little backward. Usually people go camping to get peace and quiet. Fiona loved seeing all the action!
We found the beaches of Washington are covered in beautiful drift wood and Oregon has a lot of coastal dunes. We enjoyed the east coast beaches when we were traveling, but I have to say they aren’t as beautiful as the west coast. And as much as I love the sandy beaches of Southern California, there’s something mesmerizing about watching the waves crash on a rocky shore.
We went as far south along the coast as Coos Bay, Oregon. I found a cousin doing genealogy research a few years ago and she recently moved there. She spent her birthday showing me around Coos Bay and Cape Arago. It's funny that I'm the first relative she's met from my side of the family and yet she acts just like the rest of us. It was like I knew her my whole life.
We stopped a couple of times along the coast on our way to see our son, Dustin, in Portland, OR. We had lunch with him and got back on the road towards home . After being away for a month we were both looking forward to being home .
For more photos click on snapshots 6 Spring 2017 Adventure!