On Friday we drove from Port Hadlock to Port Angeles.
First stop:
Blackbird Coffee House. I needed to file a story for a new client, and there was no Wi-Fi at the rental house. It was cold enough outside that Cooper and Katie ordered hot chocolate; I was warmed by a mocha.
Second stop: Olympic National Park's visitor center, for directions to Hurricane Ridge.
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| Cooper and a skull (wolf?) in the visitor center |
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| Friendly park ranger Katie |
From Hurricane Ridge, you can turn in any direction and see the entire Olympic mountain range. It's a breath-taking, gorgeous, give-thanks-to-God kind of view.
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| Hurricane Ridge |
We hiked a few trails, where we found the odd mix wildflowers and patches of snow. In August. While our friends at home were continuing to suffer through the worst summer in decades.
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| Coop is always looking for a good-natured snowball fight. |
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| After 36 days of 100 degrees or higher in Texas, we didn't complain once about being cold. |
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| Lupine in full bloom |
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| Just before heading north to find Lake Crescent |
We did not take this outing for granted. We played and took deep breaths and stopped to stare often.
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