La Push

M was heading off to Ivar's for brunch with friends on Sunday, leaving me looking for a diversion. So I drove to the ocean. The ride out to the coast was remarkably nice, given how stormy it had been the night before, and how miserably wet it would be later in the day when I was driving back. There were patches of blue sky and a lot of fresh snow on the hills. Lake Crescent was beautiful.

It was four hours and a ferry ride and 150 miles of driving, but I was probably on Third Beach by the time the gang back in Seattle made their second trip back for lox and curried mussels. I was on Second Beach when they were dipping their strawberries in the chocolate fountain. And when they were paying their bill, I was sitting in my car in La Push eating a convenience store sandwich and potato chips as the next storm rolled in.  It was pouring and windy all the way home.

It was a neat day. But I should come back sometime in nice weather when the tide is low - and maybe even bring M!