Wednesday, July 13, 2011: Put a fork in them
I decided to take you on my powerwalk this morning. So put on some comfortable shoes and some comfy clothes. It is cool out. Shorts will be ok, but you may want some long sleeves. Let's walk down the hill out of the RV park and turn right up Burnham. Go about 1000 feet to a dead end street and go left. Don't get hit by a car crossing the street! At the end of the street starts the Cushman Trail. It is about a 6 mile trail, but we will only do about 2 miles and then retrace our steps.
Let's pass the pretty yellow flower that is next to an iniuk, which is an Indian totem promoting safe travel. Let's start up the 8% grade. Along the trail are all sorts of interesting flora. There are orange raspberries (should they be called orangeberries?), there are red raspberries. The lupines are done blooming. There are so many of them, I could only imagine what this trail looked like a month ago! But there are still foxgloves, daisies and all sorts of other flowers lining the way. Catch your breath as we get to the top of the grade. Look a little beyond the trail into the woods on the sides. Cedars, firs, oaks, sycamores and all sorts of trees are clustered together the entire trail.
We descend a little then start climbing the 10% grade. Aren't the benches nice? Don't step on that slug! It might erupt all over you. You can take off your sleeves now as you are warm even though it is only about 55 degrees. Ah, you made it to the top! Now let's go down. Wow, the slugs are really out today. We get to Rosedale, and let's cross and look at the farm. There is a HUGE cedar tree that nature has masterfully sculptured. It is next to that old barn. How neat! Better head on back... Get to do the grades again...
After that, I showered and the boys and I headed for the Olympic Peninsula. I didn't have much of a game plan but to just look. I have heard how beautiful it is. Kind of hard to see it as it is cloudy and raining intermittently so we probably won't be hiking any.
We head north to Port Gamble, then cross the beautiful bridge over to the peninsula. What do we see? Trees... lots of trees. We take 101 north. More trees. We finally see a building and a gas station, and we fuel up. We see a turnoff for the town of Sequim, so we thought we would check it out. BORING! And who named these streets? Kitchen-Dick Dr. is right next to Hooker Dr. You have got to be kidding!
We continue west to Port Angeles, which is a nice sized town. From here, you can catch a ferry to Canada. I believe it was here that a terrorist was caught with a car full of explosives. We stop for lunch then decide to head for the town of Forks. Forks is known as the home of the Twilight Saga. We are only 50 miles from there so why not.
We continue west past the beautiful Lake Sutherland. High canyon walls that are heavily wooded are to our east with the beautiful lake on the west. Our satellite radio signal is nowhere to be found. Crew wants the loggers to get all the trees down so we can have music. Those logging truckers drive like maniacs! Look out! One is coming around the corner and it is only on its port wheels!
Another few miles and we get to Forks. Gee, we could take a Twilight Tour if we wanted... Crew and Dallas would just
d-i-e of embarrassment if I made them do that! Good thing I have no interest in it! I read the first book, and enjoyed it but I haven't caught the bug. But the boys felt the town looks like it should based on the books. We cruised a little then started our trek back. It rained, it stopped. It rained, it stopped. Although we really didn't actually do much, it was an enjoyable way to use a lot of fuel!
As for Spouse, yesterday he spent his day puking and fishing. Caught some fish, but totally wore himself out chumming. So he borrowed some sea-sick patches from his son-in-law John. Today he did not get sick. They all limited out on the fish. There are new rules as to what you can take. Spouse caught a 43 pound halibut and had to throw it back. Darn near killed him I am sure! These are new rules just imposed and the fishing community is up in arms. But they all got some keepers and they are alive to tell the stories...
I must admit... I sure did sleep well in the bed allll by myself...
I decided to take you on my powerwalk this morning. So put on some comfortable shoes and some comfy clothes. It is cool out. Shorts will be ok, but you may want some long sleeves. Let's walk down the hill out of the RV park and turn right up Burnham. Go about 1000 feet to a dead end street and go left. Don't get hit by a car crossing the street! At the end of the street starts the Cushman Trail. It is about a 6 mile trail, but we will only do about 2 miles and then retrace our steps.
Let's pass the pretty yellow flower that is next to an iniuk, which is an Indian totem promoting safe travel. Let's start up the 8% grade. Along the trail are all sorts of interesting flora. There are orange raspberries (should they be called orangeberries?), there are red raspberries. The lupines are done blooming. There are so many of them, I could only imagine what this trail looked like a month ago! But there are still foxgloves, daisies and all sorts of other flowers lining the way. Catch your breath as we get to the top of the grade. Look a little beyond the trail into the woods on the sides. Cedars, firs, oaks, sycamores and all sorts of trees are clustered together the entire trail.
We descend a little then start climbing the 10% grade. Aren't the benches nice? Don't step on that slug! It might erupt all over you. You can take off your sleeves now as you are warm even though it is only about 55 degrees. Ah, you made it to the top! Now let's go down. Wow, the slugs are really out today. We get to Rosedale, and let's cross and look at the farm. There is a HUGE cedar tree that nature has masterfully sculptured. It is next to that old barn. How neat! Better head on back... Get to do the grades again...
After that, I showered and the boys and I headed for the Olympic Peninsula. I didn't have much of a game plan but to just look. I have heard how beautiful it is. Kind of hard to see it as it is cloudy and raining intermittently so we probably won't be hiking any.
We head north to Port Gamble, then cross the beautiful bridge over to the peninsula. What do we see? Trees... lots of trees. We take 101 north. More trees. We finally see a building and a gas station, and we fuel up. We see a turnoff for the town of Sequim, so we thought we would check it out. BORING! And who named these streets? Kitchen-Dick Dr. is right next to Hooker Dr. You have got to be kidding!
We continue west to Port Angeles, which is a nice sized town. From here, you can catch a ferry to Canada. I believe it was here that a terrorist was caught with a car full of explosives. We stop for lunch then decide to head for the town of Forks. Forks is known as the home of the Twilight Saga. We are only 50 miles from there so why not.
We continue west past the beautiful Lake Sutherland. High canyon walls that are heavily wooded are to our east with the beautiful lake on the west. Our satellite radio signal is nowhere to be found. Crew wants the loggers to get all the trees down so we can have music. Those logging truckers drive like maniacs! Look out! One is coming around the corner and it is only on its port wheels!
Another few miles and we get to Forks. Gee, we could take a Twilight Tour if we wanted... Crew and Dallas would just
d-i-e of embarrassment if I made them do that! Good thing I have no interest in it! I read the first book, and enjoyed it but I haven't caught the bug. But the boys felt the town looks like it should based on the books. We cruised a little then started our trek back. It rained, it stopped. It rained, it stopped. Although we really didn't actually do much, it was an enjoyable way to use a lot of fuel!
As for Spouse, yesterday he spent his day puking and fishing. Caught some fish, but totally wore himself out chumming. So he borrowed some sea-sick patches from his son-in-law John. Today he did not get sick. They all limited out on the fish. There are new rules as to what you can take. Spouse caught a 43 pound halibut and had to throw it back. Darn near killed him I am sure! These are new rules just imposed and the fishing community is up in arms. But they all got some keepers and they are alive to tell the stories...
I must admit... I sure did sleep well in the bed allll by myself...
I love the Olympic Peninsula!!! We almost bought a house in Port Townsend a couple of years ago!
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