We got off late from Crescent Lake Lodge. The day was clear and beautiful and we breakfasted together in our cabin on granola, yogurt, tea and coffee, thanks to Lee and Danielle. Juliet got some play time, and we took turns photographing each other in front of the lake. The photos almost look like we were taking them in front of a poster, but they were real.
It was a longer drive than we had expected, but the scenery was spectacular. We took a detour to La Push, a small fishing village in the Quillayute Reservation. The beaches were outstanding. Eroded rocks poked from the sea reminding me of the tip of Brittany. The ocean currents that carved them must be fierce. There was an enormous tree stump on the beach that dwarfed the beachcombers.
From La Push we headed south, stopping from time to time to admire more spectacular beach views. Occasionally we glimpsed the Olympic Mountains, but our view was usually hidden by ridges of hills covered with trees. Some of them were the giants of the National Park, but many were tree farms in various stages of harvesting and regrowth.was in.