It is snowing in Seattle and has been for a week. Initially it was idyllic, brightening the gray Seattle winter. But now it has turned to muddy ice and slush and going outside is a messy occupation.
Thus, let’s journey back to warmer sunnier memories, my trip with Courtney up the Washington Coast on July 4th.
We took a ferry from Anacortes and met some wind.
My hair reminds me of those toy trolls.
Sometimes I close my eyes and I go here.
Inside Port Angeles. This band has groupies.
Some sort of Beauty Queen, perhaps sponsored by The Flying-O Truck Stop. Those yellow shoes really ties the outfit together, don't ya think?
Walking on the boardwalk in heals is an ambitious pursuit and entertaining to walk behind.
This fellow was tempting fate. I think his name is Travis.
Fools in love!!
Someone had fun illustrating the dangers of electricity.
If this were my mother, I'd be a different person.
The man and baby on the right got style.
Then we went to some hot springs and met a naked hippy. a hot and heavy couple, some Minnesotans and this woman who just loved to hike. Oh, the sweet smell of sulfur!! It brings me home.
Here are the Minnesotans. Beth and Liz invited us to some Tex Mex! Although in the photo it looks like Liz is grilling sticks.
You know, taking our own picture, awkward style with one arm pointing the camera towards us with little or no accuracy.
Time for some wine on the beach! Biatch.
Playing in the sand, in case you couldn't tell. We were making mazes for miniature sand crabs.
A tasty finale!
