Leaving Hurricane Ridge area of Olympic. We had and traveled 101 all the way up the
Oregon Coast and now are traveling 101 all the way around Olympic NP. It is still a beautiful drive. Today we drove along Crescent Lake, which
just goes on and on. I wish I would have
timed how long it took us to get past it.
It is huge. It took us about 2 ½
hours to get from HR to Hoh.
Our campground was right around the corner from the VC, but
we didn’t know, so we unhitched and drove.
We checked to see about ranger programs as the girls needed to attend
one for their Jr. Ranger badge, but we had missed the morning one and the next
one was at 8:00 PM. The ranger on duty,
however, wanted to give them a private session and led us out to a little
bridge over a creek. He had them squat
down and he started killing flies. Then
he dropped them into the water and we watched as baby salmon swam up and gulped
them almost as soon as they hit the water.
The girls loved this and started killing their own salmon bait and
feeding the salmon. Rangers are great!
Then we hiked two little loop trails. The Hall of Mosses (.8 round trip) and the
Spruce Nature Trail (1.2 RT). We liked
the second hike better because there were fewer people. We’re not anti-people. It’s just nicer to hike in solitude.
After this we went back to camp for dinner. The mosquitoes were swarming so we put up our
screen tent. We have used this to keep
out the rain and the sun. This is the
first time we have used it for bugs.
Again – thankful to have it!
The girls and I went to the amphitheater for Ranger Robert’s
presentation “If Trees Could Talk.” We
were wearing pants and long sleeves and I wiped our faces with bug spray, but
the girls still got two or three mosquito bites on their faces. The talk was fascinating. Ranger Robert was a forester for 31
years. Their motto for timbering was
“cut it flat, burn it black, plant in back.”
They thought this was the responsible thing to do, but have since
realized the intergenerational connection (literally connected by fungi and
roots underground) of trees and know that forests never recover when completely
cut down. (Think “Avatar”).
Then I had another restless night. Not as bad as usual. Heart racing.
Was it the Diet Dr. Pepper and two mini Reese’s cups I had at noon? Other days it doesn’t seem to matter. It really is frustrating when I want to know
why, but can’t figure it out.
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