Our
time in Whatcom and Skagit Counties has come to an end. It was hot for the Pacific Northwest;
thankfully there are no more 90 degree days, and probably no more 80 degree
days either. In fact, even our days of
sunshine are limited. (:
We
will miss spending time with our PNW
family. Tom and Sonia welcomed us with a
place to stay, a warm heart and fun times in their beautiful backyard. Kevin and Earlene kept us well fed with five
star meals, welcomed us to Kevin’s family and helped us to connect with Cory
and his family. Tracy was our tour guide
extraordinaire, introducing us to her piece of the Pacific North West. Thanks again to you, one and all.
The
Olympic Peninsula welcomed us back. It
has been two years since we were here.
We
are spending the month of September at GilGal Oasis RV Park in Sequim (skwim),
Washington. This is one of the nicest
parks we have stayed at and very centrally located. We have a great view of the Olympics, without
snow on the tops they are almost unrecognizable. Maybe there is something to
that global warming.
Sequim
is in the Olympic mountain rain shadow; the clouds go around the mountains from
west to east and leave the area directly to the east, rain and cloud free;
well, relative to the rest of rain soaked Washington that is. The sailors of old called the area the “blue
hole.” Washington weathercasters use the term “sunbreaks,” to give you an idea
about PNW weather. Sun is to Washington as rain is to Arizona.
Turn
on the news and you will see the plight of the refugees from the collapse of
the Middle East; they left a hot sandy country. But, wait; that is what we do
every summer. We are refugees; taking refugee from the desert heat. The good
news is we don’t have to worry about losing our heads, where we are going to
sleep, or if we are going to have something to eat. We are very fortunate we
were born in the land of the free.
There
are those that work Monday thru Friday so we can rest on our laurels. In appreciation we stay home on weekends and
holidays, so Labor Day is no different; besides, it is raining.
We
are having a good time here at Gil Gal Oasis RV Park. Most of the people here attended Happy Hour
last night, lots of food, adult beverages and conversation. We have a Taco Bell
about 100 feet away, esta bien!
I
love this area because of the lack of crowds; but I find it is somewhat boring.
Yesterday we had lunch at a French “expensive” restaurant; the Alder Wood
Bistro. For that much money we could have had several meals elsewhere, and I
would have liked them. Enough on that. Sunny
Farms garden and grocery saved the day; beautiful flowers and wonderful
produce.
Hooray!
Tracy saved us from the Doldrums. She called and said she was on the
Coupeville-Port Townsend Ferry and asked us if we were busy. That was a no
brainer! We drove around Sequim and wound up at the Dungeness Spit. At five miles long it is the longest in the
United States and growing at a rate of 20’ a year. At the end of the spit is a
gleaming white Lighthouse, still shining the light for all Straights of Juan De
Fuca shipping traffic.
Nighttime
found us at Blondie’s housed inside an old church, a real hip (yes, even in
Sequim) restaurant and bar eating tapas style (order several plates and serve
like Chinese) and drinking Blondie’s Special Vodka Mules. They did kick butt!
The
next night we tried Nourish, another upscale restaurant with organic
everything. Hi price for mostly rabbit food but a neat place, very original.
Monday
we went to the Oak Table to have lunch with our friends from The Escapees Coho
Park in Chimicum, Washington where we spent three summers as weekend
managers. It had been two years since we
last saw them and it was fun catching up, we had a lot of that to do; there
were 32 people altogether.
That
night Tracy went with us back to Blondie’s for those great Mules and good
food. Ugh; were we ever full. We sure
have a lot of fun with Tracy.
