We Took a Vacation!

We left on Thursday (Day 1) and were fortunate to borrow Hans's parents' little RV.  Having never done an RV trip, this was quite a novelty for me and VERY exciting for the kids.  Our first night was spent at Fort Worden State Park in Port Townsend.  I loved walking the kids around to find places I remember from when we went as a huge Pickering clan when our grandkid number was less than the final 29.  Took a picture of the kids at the anchor:

Day 2, we spent the morning beachcombing in Fort Worden and found quite a bit of minuscule sea glass before heading out to Port Angeles and the start of our Olympic National Park experience.  We stopped at Sol Duc Falls and hiked around.

We decided to spend the night at Mora, a little outside of Forks (where all those Twilight vampires live).  Picture of our "mini-home" as Hazel constantly corrected us to call it.

Day 3, we headed to Hoh after discovering we missed the tides for good tidepools at Mora.  Did you know there is glaring lack (positively) of cell towers in and around Olympic National Park?  Hoh was amazing.  First thing, we checked out the Hall of Mosses:

Licorice Fern

Moss, Moss, Moss

Eli was dumbfounded to learn that a rainforest is not always tropical.  He had been telling Hazel how we were going to be so hot and uncomfortable when we were in the woods.

Hans preferred the other, slightly longer, loop trail that wound close to the river.  Our campsite was close to water too.  We tried the Ranger Talk in the evening, but since it didn't start until 8 when the mosquitoes were is full swing, we didn't stay long.  The Ranger doing the talk was awfully crabby too.

By this time, we'd started writing down all the different states we were seeing license plates.  The kids loved pointing out every new one we saw.  We ended up with a list of more than 25 states and 2 provinces.

By Day 4, we realized we were under-planned for this adventure.  I loved our meandering, seat-of-our-pants trip.  It was getting a little stressful when we left Hoh because we were so very, very low on gas and had no real idea how far until we saw another gas station.  Between Forks and Kalaloch, there isn't much of anything available.  Our first stop was Ruby Beach on the Pacific Ocean:

Hans kept explaining the significance of it being the Pacific Ocean to the kids and not Puget Sound, Strait of Juan de Fuca, or the saltwater we are ever around.  We explored some tidepools:

Hazel was NOT excited about the sea life.  She wanted nothing to do with the tidepools, the salt water, or any sea creatures.  Being on Hans's shoulders was as close as she was willing to get and that was with serious (and loud) reservation.  As soon as she could she ran away from Hans:

Hans tried again to show her something, but she refused to get any closer:

We didn't stay too long at Ruby Beach.  Eli was running through what he thought was shallow water, but found out the hard way that the tide pulls sand away from around large rocks.

We were able to get fuel at Kalaloch and spent some time on the beach there.  The sand was really fine and almost fluffy feeling.  We had the nicest weather everywhere we went too.  After the coast, we traveled east to Lake Quinault and FINALLY got Hazel to take a nap:

We stayed at the Rain Forest Village Resort.  Lake Quinault was like stepping back in time to the 1920s and 30s.  I really enjoyed myself there.  After getting ourselves parked at the campsite, we checked out the World's Largest Sitka Spruce.  I think it's almost 58 feet in circumference.

Day 5: Morning at Lake Quinault:

Hazel was Supergirl.  I was corrected when I told Hans he should notice how fast she was running because, she said, I meant how fast she was FLYING.

We set off for what turned out to be a more than 3 mile hike to see the World's Largest Douglas Fir tree.  Interestingly, the Quinault area is known as the Valley of the Giants.  It has 6 of the largest trees of their particular species.  My manly men peed on two of them.  I am just so proud (gag).

Hans wanted to collect some maidenhair fern for Abby to press.

My MANLY Men

Taking a break after 2+ miles.

Our last night, we stayed at Dosewallips State Park along Hood Canal.  It seemed liked the kind of campground people packed their kids up and stayed for a week.  Nice, but loud.  We didn't dally much there since we were wanted to get Abby back in time for her ceramics class.

We had so much fun!