We met up with Ginger and Kurt on Tuesday, taking a walk along Dungeness Spit – a 6-mile finger of beach reaching out into the Straits of Juan de Fuca.
Wind, seagulls and driftwood galore…
That night, we stayed at Lake Crescent Lodge, a quaint old (1919) hunting lodge alongside a deep blue lake, fringed by tree-lined hills – the perfect place to enjoy a beer as the sun went down.
Check out the kitsch!
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