Coast and Olympic Peninsula
(July 31 to August 29, 2005)
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CHINOOK and LONG BEACH AREAS
We also used Chinook as a base to tour the Long Beach peninsula.
misty day we drove up to the northern part of the 28 mile long
peninsula, all the way up past Oysterville and into Leadbetter State
Park. On the way back, we stopped in Long Beach to take a short walk on
the boardwalk and get some photos. Long Beach is a seaside resort town
with all the trappings of shops, restaurants, arcades, carousel, etc,
but didn't have the same charm as Seaside in Oregon.
Although we were in Chinook for five days, the first three were
used as a base to tour the Astoria, Oregon area. We officially
started our tour of Washington on July 31. Not far from Chinook was
where the Lewis and Clark Expedition ended their journey to find a
northwest passage from St. Louis to the Pacific Ocean. On November 15,
1805 they set up camp along the Columbia River and called it Station
Camp. Realizing that it was not a good place to spend the winter of
1805-06, the captains wanted to explore the south side of the river for
a winter camp. The two captains put it up for a vote to the people who
comprised the Corps of Discovery. The amazing thing about that vote was
that they allowed an Indian woman (Sacagawea) and a slave (York) to
also vote. That was unheard of at the time. It
would be another 60 years before slaves were freed and allowed to vote,
and 115 years before women were allowed to vote.
On our last day in the area, we drove back over to the peninsula and
Ilwaco to check out the two lighthouses in the area, the North Head
Lighthouse and the Cape Disappointment Lighthouse, both of which are
functional and run by the U.S. Coast Guard.
On the way, we stopped to check out the Eagles Nest Coast to Coast
(C2C) Campground. Eagles Nest was a fairly large campground, but mostly
wooded. There were some sites way in the back that were a bit more open
and might allow use of a satellite dish.
The first lighthouse we came to was the North Head Lighthouse. It is
situated two miles north of the Cape Disappointment Lighthouse and was
commissioned in 1898. It sits 190 feet above sea level and stands 65
feet high. The light has been changed several times and the current
light can be seen 17 miles out to sea. The Cape Disappointment
Lighthouse was built in 1856 and guides ships into the mouth of the
Columbia River. We watched and listened as a lighthouse keeper talked
on his radio to a couple of ships coming into the river. A couple was
standing near us who lived in Warrenton (outside of Astoria) who
explained that a boat or a chopper would take a bar captain out to an
incoming ship. That person would then stay with the ship until he
guided it past the sand bars in the river. At that point, a river
captain would board the ship and guide it up the river to Portland.
OCEAN SHORES AREA
Our next stop was Ocean Shores. It was 21 miles off of 101 towards
shore, but we wanted to do two things: boondock for a few days at the
Quinault Beach Resort and Casino, and check out the four Coast to Coast
parks in the area up on Route 109. Here are our opinions about these
* Ocean Shores (Western Horizons) - much too wooded and dark for
* Oceana RV Resort (Leisure Time) - gated park and the lady at
the booth wouldn't even let us in to look around because we weren't
members. She was pleasant, but what a snobby atmosphere. Maybe they
think they are an Outdoor Resorts with its million dollar rigs where
strangers aren't allowed to drive through without an escort. Do they
think we are going to steal one of the million dollar motorhomes?
Actually, I don't think they call them motorhomes. In any case, we
don't like snobby atmospheres.
* Ocean Mist (K/M) - this would be our #1 choice. Our RV
friend, John Churn, suggested we drive over the bridge to the beach
check it out. We saw some folks sitting outside their Dutch Star, so we
stopped and had a nice chat with them. The lady in the office
us they only had nine sites allocated for C2C and they were
full. Also, only members can park in the back near the beach.
* Copalis Beach (Sunrise Resorts) - this would be our #2 choice
and is near enough to the beach. Actually, it might be our #1
choice given it's closer to the beach, 50-amp and full hookup.
On the way home we drove into Ocean Shores. Nice town. We saw Mexican
and Chinese restaurants, which we both love, but then Diane saw the
Galway Irish Pub and, being a former "Casey", that was that. So we ate
there. I'm not a big beer drinker, but I do love Guinness every now and
then. Well, the pint of Guinness I had was GREAT and brought back some
nice memories. Back in 1999 we spent three weeks in Dublin when I was
working. We ate out every night and I couldn't resist the Guinness. It
was two pints a night. The first one went down real smooth and
quick after a day's work, and then one with the meal. Of course,
then I wondered why I extended the size of my gut. Diane looked
at the menu and was delighted. She saw they had colcanna as an
appetizer, a mashed potato and cabbage mixture that she hadn't seen, or
had, for a long time. Then she ordered the Shepherd's Pie, which
she also loves, and I had the Beef and Guinness. YUMMY!!!
When we were in the Astoria area we went to see a movie one day and
noticed that the car we parked next to had an Escapees sticker on the
window. So I put one of our cards in their door. When we came out of
movie, the couple who owned the car were sitting there so she could do
email before heading back to Ilwaco (they were staying at Eagles Nest).
That's how we met Bud and Dixie Johnson. We had a very nice chat and
found out we would both be in the Ocean Shores area. They were at Ocean
Mist and remembered that we said we would be boondocking at the
Quinault Beach Casino. So one morning there was a knock at our door and
it was Bud and Dixie. We visited for a while and set up a time to go
over to their place to play cards the next day followed by dinner at
the Chinese restaurant in town. They had met another couple at Ocean
Mist, Larry and Eileen, and invited them to come along for dinner. The
six of us had a fun time chatting over dinner. We may hook up with Bud
and Dixie down the road a bit as they may be in Sequim (pronounced
"skwim") around the same time we'll be in that area.
Our plans were to stay at the casino for three days, but we decided to
stay an extra day. It was a pretty big parking lot, but not very full.
The RV parking was behind a gate and up into a not very level gravel
area. Given that it wasn't very crowded in the asphalt car lot, we
asked some workers about how touchy the casino was for RVs parked on
the asphalt. They said "not very touchy", so we stayed there. If it
became crowded with cars, we would have moved. There were other RVs
that parked there over the four days we spent there. We did donate a
few bucks to the local economy via the slot machines, so we didn't feel
guilty in staying in the parking lot.
We drove from the Quinault Beach Resort and Casino to Kalaloch
(pronounced "clay lock"). The Days End directory mentioned a Bureau of
Land Management (BLM) beach overflow area on a bluff overlooking the
ocean where we could boondock for a few days. A guy I met via one of
the RV Internet sites, Tom McIlwain (also an Escapee) had been
traveling up the coast about two weeks ahead of our travels and was
sending me notes alerting me to boondocking spots. He stopped in
Kalaloch for a couple of days and updated Days End to indicate that
this "campground" was now owned and run by the National Park Service
and the name was the South Beach Campground. However, that was a bit of
a misnomer as it was nothing more than a gravel road that looped around
and you picked a spot to park an RV or pitch a tent. There were no
sites. You signed up at the board and when 80 "sites" were claimed, the
"campground was deemed to be full. Some locals we talked to told us
that it used to be a real overflow area for the Kalaloch Campground up
the road (179 sites) until someone realized there was money to be made
by charging folks for parking a rig or a tent on a piece of dirt
overlooking the Pacific. So now it's $8 a night for a "site". If you
had a Golden Age Passport, and I can't wait to get mine in November, it
was $4 a night.
We signed up as number 43, but there sure didn't look like there were
another 37 "sites" left. There were a few motorhome, mostly smaller
ones, one other big rig besides ours, and the rest were popups,
trailers and lots and lots of tents. The view, when it wasn't foggy,
was great. The sky cleared during the afternoon, so we had a great
sunset. The downside was the lots and lots of tents I mentioned. That
meant lots and lots of fires. The air in the area was very thick with a
smoky smell. We were going to stay three nights, but decided on two.
Diane runs the risk of the heavy smoke triggering an asthma attack, and
even though I have a pretty high tolerance for smoke, it really was
quite heavy in this area. We took a walk down on the beach at low tide
and the air was crisp and clean.
Another possible downside was the mess made by all the seagulls. I saw
them landing on other rigs and knew they were also on our roof, plus we
could sometimes hear them up there. So I guess boondocking at the South
Beach Campground is great if you love an ocean view from your kitchen
or living room and don't mind lots of smoke and don't mind seagulls
making a mess of your roof and don't care about cell phone access.
As we were unhooking the car after pulling into a spot alongside the
road, a motorhome was coming in. There wasn't enough room for it to
park behind us until after we moved the car. I waved at him and told
him if he didn't find anything further down, he could get in behind us
in a few minutes. It turned out they found a spot off the road below us
as the road looped back to the entrance. As we were walking up to sign
up for a site, they were out of their motorhome and we got to chat with
them for quite a while. That's how we met Dennis and Patsy Gudgell.
Most of the time they live on a 44' Harrier sailboat, which was
currently docked in Australia. They were doing some traveling in the
USA and planned to head back to Australia in September to get their
boat out of storage. Their plans were to take two years to get back to
Washington. They will sail the South Pacific to places like Borneo and
Bali and make their way to Thailand.
What an interesting lifestyle. We were asking questions of them that RV
fulltimer wannabes ask us, like how do you handle banking, mail, etc.
They told us they do a lot of bartering as they travel the islands.
Dennis told us they have gone five months with zero dollars spent as
they traded services for goods, or goods for goods. Their website is at
I can't imagine living life on the water. I would be totally paranoid,
no, more like scared to death to be out on the open sea in a 44'
sailboat. But Dennis grew up around water and boats, so he was very
comfortable. Now THAT is an adventurous lifestyle.
We had NO cell service in Kalaloch. The ranger at the
information station up the road told us there was an AT&T/Cingular
tower in Queets, which was only three miles away, but we could get NO
signal from either phone. None. Not even voice, although the Verizon
phone would sometimes show a one bar signal for a few seconds and then
Two days at the campground in Kalaloch was enough for us, so we
north to Forks and the Forks 101 RV Park owned and managed by Bob and
Arlene Zornes. This campground offered gravel back-in, or grass
pullthru, full hookup sites with 50-amp service, plus free WiFi. It was
a nice campground with friendly owners. The WiFi network, however,
worked fine for two days and then ran into problems. Bob worked hard on
the problem with his provider of service and finally got it working
again for the last two days of the week we stayed there. It's a good
campground to use as a base to visit the Hoh Rain Forest and the
northwestern tip of the Continental United States. Information about
the campground can be found by clicking here.
Forks is located 14 miles in from the ocean on a broad prairie.
Considering there are only about 5,000 people who live in Forks, there
were a lot of motel rooms and restaurants in town. The first thing we
did in Forks was to pick up our mail and I took the opportunity to wash
the motorhome. It wasn't until I got up on the roof that I saw what a
mess those darn seagulls made up there. They loved to park their butts
on the air conditioners, so both of the covers were a mess. I'm not
sure what value seagulls have, but it seems all they do is eat and
crap. It sure was nice to be able to wash the motorhome and car and was
worth the $5 charge to use the extra water.
After getting the vehicles washed we drove to the coast to a town
named La Push, which is the home of the Quileute Indians. There wasn't
anything out there except the coast, a marina, a Coast Guard station,
and a restaurant (River's Edge). It was close enough to dinner time to
eat, so we decided to eat there. We ordered a crab and shrimp sandwich
and a halibut sandwich, both of which were very good.
Diane and I had been in a rain forest once before when we took a
land tour in Puerto Rico while on a cruise way back in 1982. We found
it very interesting and wanted to check out the Hoh Rain Forest in the
Olympic National Park. We drove south on US 101 to the entrance and
then another 18 miles in to the rain forest, which is one of the only
coniferous rain forests in the world. The area receives an average of
140 inches of rainfall per year. Of course, we were there in the dry
season so it is possible to get no rain at all in August. There were
several trails in the forest that provide easy walks to see the fauna
and trees in the forest. We walked two of the trails, the Spruce Trail
and the Hall of Mosses Trail. There was a walk with a ranger scheduled
for 1 p.m. on the Hall of Mosses Trail, so we timed our walk on the
Spruce Trail to finish in time for the ranger lead walk. It was
scheduled for 1 1/2 hours, but we split from the group after about an
hour and finished the trail on our own.
It was a beautiful day when we headed out to see the northwestern most
point of the contiguous United States at Cape Flattery. The drive took
us on Route 112 that went along the Strait of Juan de Fuca and out
through the Makah Indian Reservation and Neah Bay. Unfortunately, the
strait and the cape were pretty much fogged in when we got out there,
so the views weren't as spectacular as we had expected. We kept driving
and hoping the fog would break, but it didn't. The road turned to
gravel after we went through Neah Bay and we followed it up until it
ended. At a small turnaround we came up on a couple of sisters who were
vacationing from California. They had their trunk open and were
enjoying a snack and a glass of wine. I could only think that it would
have been even more enjoyable if there was a view out to the ocean.
Diane and I stopped and chatted with them for a while. We had been told
the trail out to Cape Flattery was a bit difficult, but the two ladies
said it wasn't that bad. So we bid them safe travels and headed down to
the trail head for the .7 mile hike out to the cape. There were four
lookout points along the way and we stopped at each of them. The women
were right, the trail wasn't all that bad except for a couple of short
steep spots. It was mostly a wide, well kept trail with several
sections of boardwalk over some rough areas. Although it was foggy, we
were able to see down to the ocean and rocks, but not out to Tatoosh
Island or Vancouver Island.
Also in the Olympic National Park was the Sol Duc Hot Springs, but we
opted not to go there on this journey to the northwest. Gotta leave
something for another time.
We had a nice week in the Forks area. Our next stop was only about
miles away in Sequim (skwim). We parked at the 7 Cedars Casino for four
days and used it as a base to tour the north Olympic Peninsula.
Hurricane Ridge sits at an elevation of 5,107 feet. We
stopped at the visitor center and had some lunch as we looked out to
Mount Olympus standing 7,980 feet high. Everyone we've met said we
also drive the extra 1 1/2 miles past the visitor center and walk up
the Hurricane Hill Trail. It was mostly a paved trail that wound its
way up another 650 feet over 1.6 miles, which meant another 1.6 miles
back down. Yes, we did walk all 1.6 miles for a total of 3.2 miles. It
was a beautiful sunny day. Very warm, but not hot. We thought it would
be cool at that elevation so we had jeans on instead of shorts, which
would have been better. On the way up, we stopped at one of the benches
for a rest and got to chat with several of the 15 family members
walking up the trail. They spanned four generations and the grandmother
and grandfather made it to the top, albeit well after the others made
it to the top. Slow and easy was the way to do it. We crossed paths
several times with the two sisters whose kids and grandkids were doing
the walk and got to chat quite a bit. They were from different places
in California vacationing up on the peninsula. One of the daughters was
an engineer, another a doctor. We didn't see any husbands on the walk.
Maybe they were out golfing.
We had a great time chatting with them and I offered to take a family
photograph for them. I ended up taking the photo with five or six
different cameras that turned out to be fun as they all tried their
best to put on their best smiles for each photo. Seemed like a fun
Everyone told us the
view was not to be missed, and they were right. We had a 360 degree
view from the top that was
magnificent and spent a good half hour up there before starting back
down. We stopped in Port Angeles on the way home to catch a movie at
local theater and saw Four Brothers (a mindless shoot
em up, but it had its moments).
There I was on a very nice driving range in Sequim minding my own
business trying to find a golf swing when I decide to practice
hitting my 4-iron off a tee. It's not my favorite club. I hit
about five shots and then the next shot had the club head go further
than the ball as the shaft split right at the hosel. I have never had a
club break like that. The only club I remember
breaking on me was a 6-iron that somehow managed to get smashed around
the wheels of a pull cart as I was trying to "master" this stupid game.
So I went the Calloway website and sent them a note and got an
automated response back saying they were busy and it could be four or
five days before I'd get a response but I could call customer service
if it was about a broken club. I called and waited and waited and
and finally got to talk to a person. She was pleasant and said it would
me $50 to get the club fixed and that included shipping both ways and a
new grip. Not bad. Then I had this revelation that I really
don't like this club and would rather have a 9-wood, but they are
expensive. She pointed me to callowaygolfpreowned.com, or an
800#. So I called. The guy had only one 9-wood and it was
$180, more than I wanted to spend. So I decided to get my 4-iron
fixed. I called Calloway again and spoke a nice guy named
Mark. He took the mailing information and said "have a nice day".
I asked him if he wanted money given that his colleague, Taylor, asked
for the 50 bucks. He said "no, you got lucky, have a nice
day". How nice.
VICTORIA, BRITISH COLUMBIA
It was a bit foggy when we left Sequim to take a ferry over to
on Vancouver Island for a day. It was still a bit foggy when the ferry
left the dock, but it cleared up beautifully as we crossed over to
Victoria and we ended up with a beautiful day. There was a person
selling tours at a kiosk on the sidewalk in front of the
beautiful Empress Hotel. We opted for a bus tour of the
city and signed up for the 10:30 a.m. Grand City Tour and Craigdarroch
Castle. It was a tour on a double decker bus, and there was one parked
at the curb. However, it never loaded and we wondered what was going
on. The young gal signing up folks for tours was very busy, but took a
second to tell everyone that a bus would be coming shortly as the one
that was parked at the curb was being repaired. It turned out the bus
had a flat tire. A service truck showed up and changed the tire. Given
the tires were the same size we have on our motorhome, and these are
big tires, it was amazing at how quickly he got the new tire on the
In the meantime, the lady selling the tours moved the line of people
waiting for the 10:30 tour down the street to wait for a different bus
that was coming to replace the bus parked at the curb. A bus did show
up, but the guy changing the tire was done, so the entire line then had
to move down the street to the first bus. Now we are running about 20
minutes late, which we didn't figure was a problem, until later. The
first part of the tour was in the downtown shopping area and through
Chinatown as the driver made his way to Craigdarroch Castle. When we
arrived at the drop off point for the castle, the drive said he doesn't
stay with the tour, but we should walk back down to the corner and pick
up the next bus that would be along in about 40 minutes. That meant our
tour of the castle was cut down by about 20 minutes.
We walked up the hill to the castle to take the self-guided tour. It
was completed in 1890 by Robert Dunsmuir who made his fortune as a coal
baron. You could see the wealth in the four floor dwelling in the
stained glass, the intricate woodwork, and lavish Victorian-era
furnishings. The original estate encompassed 28 acres. The name
"Craigdarroch" means "rocky oak place" in Gaelic. The castle, including
the basement, is 25,572 square feet. There are 2,128 oak panels that
were shipped in from Chicago. The castle has 17 fireplaces. It had gas
lighting and electric lighting, running water, central heating,
telephones, and an alarm system. We were awed by the beauty of the wood
used in the castle, including white oak and Spanish mahogany. The views
from the upper floors were magnificent as you can see the Strait of
Juan de Fuca and the Olympic Mountains in Washington.
After Joan Dunsmuir's death in 1908, the Castle has been used as the
Craigdarroch Military Hospital; Victoria College; offices for the
Victoria School Board; Victoria Conservatory of Music; and the
Craigdarroch Castle Historic House Museum. It is currently owned by a
not for profit charity.
We moved through the Castle rather quickly to leave time to walk back
down the hill to catch the next bus for the remainder of the city tour.
We were at the bus stop about 10 minutes prior to when the driver told
us it would arrive. We waited and waited and waited and no bus arrived.
One of the guys waiting decided to call Gray Line and they said the bus
had come early and would anyone want a taxi to get back to the Empress
Hotel. Several of us said we would and he relayed the message. No taxi
ever arrived, but a bus did finally arrive. We lost about an hour to do
other things we wanted to do around the city. Needless to say, we
weren't very happy with the tour, although the second driver did
a nice commentary on the remainder of the city tour. When we got back
to the hotel, Gray Line was willing to refund the city tour part of the
fee, so we ended up just paying for the tour of the Craigdarroch Castle.
Diane and I left the hotel area and started walking towards the
shopping area to see some of the things we saw from the bus. We stopped
for a light lunch and continued our walk down to Chinatown and back
along the shoreline. Diane prefers to shop and I am always attracted by
street artists. A sound caught my ear that I recognized as marimbas. I
saw a crowd and moved in that direction. There was a group of five
young folks, three guys and two gals. Four of them played marimbas and
one was on drums. They were great. I have always liked African rhythms
and sounds, so I was glued to them for the few songs they played. The
name of the group was Jambanja. The music was lively and one of the
marimba players (I think her name was Ilana Moon) stopped playing to
dance with a couple of little children who were having a great time.
It's always hard for me to bypass a CD by a street musician I like, so
I bought their CD.
PORT TOWNSEND AREA
Our tour of the Washington Coast and Olympic Peninsula was rapidly
drawing to a close with only Port Townsend and a planned weekend in
Seattle left to do. We got the Dutch Star ready to roll and drove all
of 15 miles to our next stop, the Evergreen Coho SKP Park in Chimicum.
This park is an Escapees co-op park, which means it is owned by the
people who lease the lots in the park. However, like other SKP co-op
parks, they reserve some sites for rent by other SKP (Escapees)
members. What a nice park. It's a big park surrounded by trees, but the
sites are open, so no problem using our dish.
We drove into Port Townsend a couple of times. We followed the scenic
driving tour that was highlighted on one of the maps we picked up. It
took us around the town and up into Fort Worden State Park. At the far
end of the park was the Point Wilson Lighthouse which was activated on
December 15, 1879. It was automated in 1979 and has been closed to the
public since then. From Fort Worden State Park, as well as the downtown
area, one can look out across the Strait of Juan de Fuca and see
Whidbey Island. We didn't go to Whidbey Island or any of the other San
Juan Islands. We'll leave that for another visit to the Northwest.
However, we did plan to visit Seattle. It was a perfect
opportunity to do that as we were able to leave the motorhome at the
campground and just take the car on the ferry for a three day weekend.
We decided to trade in some of the Marriott points we've been sitting
on since I retired and haven't used. Due to the downtown Marriott
requiring $21 per night to park, we opted for a Marriott Courtyard up
in the Lake Union area. The ferry ride
was from the terminal in Winslow on Bainbridge Island. We actually
lucked out in being able to do that versus a three hour drive around
the Hood Canal. As we were traveling north up the Washington coast we
saw some news articles about major work being done on the Hood Canal
Bridge that would require it being shut down for several days. It
wasn't until we got to the northern section of the Olympic peninsula
that I realized the bridge was in our path to the ferry and that it was
going to be closed for four days prior to our plans to catch the ferry.
What they were doing was pretty amazing. The engineers were sliding out
a large section of the bridge onto supports and then sliding in a
pre constructed new section onto the bridge. Much to their credit, they
got it done without a hitch and opened the bridge a day and a half
The ferry ride to Seattle was only 35 minutes and dropped us off in the
downtown area right near Pike Place Market. We had planned to take the
10:25am ferry, but got there for the tail end of folks lining up for
the 9:40am ferry. We were one of the very last cars that made it onto
that ferry. Given that it was too early to check into the hotel, we
found a place to park and walked through the market. CBS Sunday Morning
did a piece on the market a few months ago, so we knew we wanted to go
see the place, especially to find the guys who throw large fish around
when someone buys a whole fish, such as a large salmon. Pretty cool and
a crowd pleaser. The market was huge and is the longest running market
in the United States at 95 years old. Diane was very impressed with all
the beautiful flowers at fantastic prices. One could buy a large bunch
of fresh cut flowers for $10. After walking around the market and also
finding the original Starbucks location near the market, we drove to
the hotel, which was all of about two miles from the market, and
checked in. It was great to find out that they had FREE broadband
Internet service in the rooms, and that definitely made me a happy
camper for the weekend.
The story about Seattle is that it was settled mainly by bachelors. One
of the founding fathers went east on a mission to lure young women to
the area and he made two trips trying to do that. A total of 57 women
made the journey to Seattle and settled into married life.
On day two we walked from the hotel to the Seattle Center, site of the
1962 World's Fair. The site encompasses 74 acres northwest of downtown
Seattle. The site is home to the ballet, the opera, theater companies,
and the Key Arena for sports teams. The signature Seattle landmark is
the Space Needle, which was built for the World's Fair. It rises more
than 520 feet above the city offering magnificent views of the area,
including out to Mount Rainier. It houses the obligatory revolving
restaurant found on such towers. Diane and I ate in the revolving
restaurant on the CN Tower in Toronto, so we opted not to eat in the
Space Needle (not to also mention that they are very expensive).
Our next stop was to go walk around the downtown area. We could have
walked downtown, but the other hold over from the World's Fair was the
monorail and we like to ride on monorails.
It was only a 90 second ride from the Space Needle to downtown. It
works just like the one at Disney World, only not as
nice looking. When we got down on the street we realized there was some
type of festival activity going on as some streets were closed. There
were some bands, food, people building sand castles. It was fun to walk
around and check out the activities and do some people watching.
The Seattle paper was running an ad from time to time about a
performance by someone who used to work for Cirque du Soleil. We love
those artists, so we made sure we timed our walking around to end up in
the Pacific Place Mall to watch the 5pm performance. It was an acrobat
who worked on ribbons and was now performing for a new show called
Teatro Zinzanni. He definitely drew a crowd for his ten minute
As we walked around the mall awaiting the performance we checked out
restaurants and decided on one of the two Italian restaurants in the
mall. We had eaten at an Il Fornaio in the Palo Alto and San Jose areas
in California, but the other restaurant downstairs from Il Fornaio was
Rosotteria that specialized in rosotto, a rice based Italian meal. So
that's what where we chose to eat. It was delicious.
Day three found us again downtown to visit the International District.
Diane likes to check out the different Chinatowns when we visit cities.
This one wasn't as big or nice as others, but we did stop at a small
restaurant for lunch before heading back to Pike Place Market one more
time. This time we decided to learn how to use the bus system to get
downtown and back to the hotel. We have always done that in our travels
when we were overseas during our working years and it was always fun
and an adventure. We figured out the best deal was to buy a day pass so
we could get on and off different buses in the system. It was fun. Then
it was back to the hotel for one more evening and one more chance for
Diane to soak in a tub. She relishes soaking in a tub when the
opportunity presents itself.
With our visit to Seattle, we concluded our tour of the Oregon and
Washington coasts, and the Olympic Peninsula. We spent 30 days touring
the Washington coast and the peninsula. Although the coastal scenery
wasn't as stunning as the Oregon coast, we enjoyed our travels up the
coast and found some interesting and beautiful places, such as the
views from Cape Flattery and the magnificent view from the top of
Hurricane Hill and the Space Needle in Seattle. We ate lots of fresh
fish that we bought whenever we saw a fish market. There is nothing
like eating fish caught earlier in the day.
As I finish this travelog we are boondocking at the Camping World in
Bakersfield, California. Following are our travel plans for
the next couple of months:
Our future looking plans for early 2006 are to travel out to the
desert and visit Quarzsite and Puerto Penasco, Mexico. We will once
again travel with Norm and Linda Payne as we did in 2003 to the
- Phoenix area for the last two weeks in September to visit
with Diane's sister, Carol, and her family
- Albuquerque to attend the Albuquerque Balloon Fiesta in
- Fairfield Glade, Tennessee for a week in a time share unit
- Atlanta to visit kids and grandkids, and visit doctors and
- Ocala, Florida to visit with my mom
- probably Orlando to use our Disney World passes one more
time before they expire
- back to Atlanta for the Christmas holidays
Until next time, safe travels.....