Along the way we made a stop off at Mount Saint Helen's and gaped at the giant crater in it.
Sunset magazine told us about a delta, Twanoh State Park, that had swimming as warm as so cal. When we got there there were shells everywhere. After talking to some friendly Washington locals we got turned on to shell fish hunting.
Picked up a day license and we were on our way. We got our limit of oysters and these weren't those wimpy oyster shooters, these oysters were like the size of your palm! And below all those oyster shells were more shells! Clams!
We had a shell fish feast for lunch, dinner and dinner the next day!
I think it'll be a while before either of us will be eating shell fish again.
We passed on swimming and headed onward to Olympic national park where we saw a glacier on Olympic Peak, a deer in a meadow, temperate rain forest, a lot of ferns and moss, a dead banana slug, a lotta starfish, anemone's, tube worms and frolicking otters.We made it to Seattle yesterday and walked around public market, lingered a little too long in front of the fish mongers, but alas, nobody ordered any fish so we missed out the flying fish experience. Went to the original Starbuck's where Marisa missed her coffee buddy. Had a beer at Hale's Brewery and made our way to our home base for the next couple of nights; Snoqualmie where we will stretch out in the mother-in-law quarters of Ari & Pamela, their cute kids and flat faced kitteh.
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