14.07 The Dungeness Spit & 14.08 Hurricane Ridge in Olympic National Park
The Spit separates the Bay from the Strait, for want of a better term. The view along the beach. And back to a ridge in the park: Two relatively short hikes, completely differing from each other, is how we approached the day. Before then, ‘skyping’ with Natalie and the children commenced the morning with a real zest. When we learned, for the third time over the last month, vendors were using our credit cards very loosely, a level of frustration built. However, once we reached the park, the tranquility and beauty of the reserve restored our equilibrium. The great outdoors, many places in particular, have a positive, no make that an uplifting effect on a person. From a meadow on Hurricane Ridge. It's a 'garden' in the wilderness. Apparently, with four legs, skis are unnecessary. Sitting above the Strait of Juan de Fuca, or 's(p)itting on the 'rock of the bay'. We admit our ignorance when our editor asked how we felt about the spit. We co...