On the Monday, Mum and Dad and I piled into the Cutlass and set sail in our America whale for the Olympic Peninsula. First stop (if you don’t count some crumbling Indian firework stalls, and lunch at Sequim) were the cloudy reaches of Hurricane Ridge. I don’t what they’re looking so happy about – we couldn’t see a thing!
Well almost – the clouds parted briefly at the summit, to reveal a beautiful wild landscape.
No time to waste! Back in the car and on to Lake Crescent Lodge in the heart of the park. We were staying in the cute Singer cottages right by the old lodge, complete with lake views and stable doors.
There was plenty of time to enjoy the sunset, explore the shore and take a well-earned rest before a tasty dinner in the lodge.
The next morning, I snuck out early to ‘bag’ Mount Storm King right by the lake. A really fun hike up in the morning mist, and then a heart-pumping scramble to the top, with views right into Canada.
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