Monday, June 12, 2017
Brown’s Bay, Vancouver Island, British Columbia
When I last wrote, we were about to part with Diana and
Greg. They headed for Indiana, where
they stay at our house, and will spend a month visiting friends and grandkids
(and maybe their kids.) Steve and I
headed for the Seattle airport, where he flew to an amateur radio conference in
Ohio, while I went to Plano, TX for some time with Natasha and her family. (I got the better deal.)
Here’s a picture of Mike and Maria at an event at Maria’s
daycare.
We had parked the rig in Issaquah, WA, which was about as
close as we could get to the Seattle airport.
It is also where two of our “kids”, Kent and Bethany, live. After we came back from our trips, we had
dinner with them. We really enjoy it
when we get the chance to visit with friends on our trips. It gives us some one-on-one time we normally
wouldn’t get.
Kent and Bethany told us her brothers were flying in for
the weekend (Memorial Day) and they were going to do some exploring. We were able to meet the boys (Kent, Andy and
Jeremy) at Ruby Beach that Friday.
Bethany was the only disciplined one of the bunch and she stayed home
and worked.
Ruby Beach was the second stop on our tour of the Olympic
Peninsula. We spent a couple of days at
Ocean Shores. Ocean Shores was one of
the hot spots in the 50’s. Pat Boone had
a golf classic here and the Ocean Shores Inn drew all kinds of celebrities. The Inn has been replaced and now it’s just a
nice ocean side town. We were there
right before Memorial Day and the staff in the grocery store was not
anticipating the weekend rush with joy.
Our campsite had an ocean view and we took it easy with a
few walks, lunch out and a visit to the local museum. Deer were plentiful and we saw them frequently
on our trips to town. They left tracks
in the RV park, too. My view:
From Ruby Beach, we went up to Forks to an RV park. We drove down to La Push for a late lunch at
the River View Restaurant. We could see
the river and a just a bit of the far bank, but it was pretty well fogged in.
One of the things we keep learning on our trips is that
it pays to get there early. And since
this was a holiday weekend, we headed for the Hoh Rain Forest early the next
day (Saturday). It was about an hour
drive, heading back into the interior of the Olympic National Park.
As Jeremy pointed out on our walk down to Ruby Beach,
this place seems like another world, certainly to those of us from the
Midwest. The rain forest was even more
so. The trees here make me think of the
forests on Endor, (land of the Ewoks, Star Wars, Episode 6), except that the
trees are too close together to fly the speeders through.
We did two trails (short ones). At one point, we stopped because I realized I
was hearing an unusual number of birds.
We listened for a few minutes and then went on. While we heard a few more birds, nothing like
that short section.
And we found a celebrity touring the rain forest:
The last trail led down to the river, a glacial river
like we saw in New Zealand, Alaska and Canada.
The water is silvery and opaque, filled with suspended glacier
dust. The dust is created when the
glacier slowly grinds down the rocks as it moves down the mountain. The dust is carried into the river by the
melting glacier.
We left the rain forest shortly after lunchtime. The parking lot was full and cars were parked
along both sides of the road for quite awhile.
Then we got to the entrance and cars were backed up at least a half mile
beyond waiting to get it.
Go early. And I
speak as one who loves to sleep in.
The next day was cold and dreary and we stayed in and
worked on stuff that needed to be done.
Steve concentrated on his radio stuff and I did some sewing. I sewed a curtain for our door, as the door
window is directly opposite the thermostat and the bright light throws off our
heating and cooling. It took me most of
3 years to figure out how to attach a curtain, as the door is metal and the
screen door is attached to it. But Steve
installed a second screen door handle/cross bar at a height corresponding to
the top of the window and I made a curtain we could button over it. I made the curtain out of a hand towel, so it
would totally block the light. It seems
to be working nicely.
We went back to the River View Restaurant for dinner that
night and saw the view without the fog.
Quite different. And then we were
joined for most of the meal by a bald eagle sitting out on the pier. That doesn’t happen every day!
We then moved from the east side of the peninsula to the
north side, to visit Hurricane Ridge, which is named because hurricane strength
winds pound it in the winter. Snow still
kept most of the trails closed and the one we took had a good sized patch we had
to walk through.
The view was amazing!
And Steve got a good picture of the black tail deer we’ve
seen throughout the Olympic Penisula.
And then we had our first possible disaster. We pulled out of the RV park the next
morning, headed for the ferry to take us back near Bellingham. We weren’t even a mile down the road when a
fellow motorist frantically waved us off the road. The passenger side tires on the trailer were
trailing black smoke. They were actually
touching. After several phone calls and
a visit from two tow truck drivers, it was determined that we had broken a
spring. Somehow they got it fixed enough
that we could drive to a repair shop.
The repair shop put us at the top of their list and got us on our way.
We have a tire monitoring system that would have alerted
us to a problem eventually, but are very thankful for the motorist who flagged
us down. Who knows how much damage we
would have sustained if he hadn’t stopped us.
So we canceled our early morning ferry and took one that
afternoon. We camped north of Bellingham
for two nights, getting the bearings on the trailer wheel bearings lubricated
and an oil change for the truck. We then
caught the ferry to Vancouver Island.
Vancouver Island has been amazing. Butchart Gardens near Victoria was amazing as
always. And knowing my love of waterside
campsites, Steve found two in a row that have been extra special. The first, just north of Victoria, was
difficult to find and to get to. But we
sat about 50 feet from the water at low tide.
But the icing on the cake was the mountain views. We could see the Cascade Mountain range,
including Mt. Baker, near Bellingham, and the Olympic Mountains on the Olympic
Peninsula.
Sea gulls, a heron, seals, and a bald eagle visited while
we were there.
We spent a day at Butchart Gardens, enjoying the spring
flowers along with a few early roses. We
also took a 45 minute boat trip that promised more than it delivered in the way
of wild life, but we did get to see a star fish in the wild and another bald
eagle.
Flowers at Butchart Gardens:
Night at our Victoria campground:
I was disappointed to leave Victoria, as there aren’t too
many campsites that
provide both water and mountain views, but Steve had us
booked into a campground in Parksville.
He thought we would have an ocean view and he was right. And we can see snow covered mountains on the
Canadian mainland. I was just missing
the wildlife.
But surprisingly, we had the same wildlife. A heron liked to hang out on our bit of shore
after dinner and the seagulls and seals both dined in the shallow water below
us. And while I don’t think there was a
nest, there was a bald eagle who spent a lot of time in the tree next to
us. As a result, we got to see him fly
by our window several times. They are
gorgeous in flight.
Our heron:
One of the seals:
(As I was writing this, two eagles appeared, one of them
swooping down to catch something in the water.
They then disappeared, probably back to the nest to feed some young
ones.)
We spent several days in Parksville and then headed
across the mountains to the west side of Vancouver Island. It’s the wild and wooly side. Few roads and cities, but a national park
reserve. The information center was on
the beach.
We visited another rain forest. This one tends to suffer lots of damage from
the winter winds so there are lots of trees that have been downed over the
years.
One was used for the floor of this bridge. You can’t tell very well from the picture,
but the bottom is one long log.
We did not have a beautiful view at our site on this side
of the island, but our fire pit was quite nice.
Les, I think you need this at the farm.
Four nice logs around a fire cauldron.
We are now in Brown’s Bay, Vancouver Island. Again, Steve found us an ocean front
site. We are looking across one of the
narrow parts of the inside passage up the west coast of Canada. There is a fair amount of traffic, including
cruise ships. This one passed last
night.
This is way too long, but I’m now up to date!
Take care.
Deb
