From Victoria we took the ferry across to Port Angeles and gradually made our way down the Washington coast and part way down Oregon coast. Lots of short hikes through the forest, walks along the beach and a day of playing with our gliders.
Love the bright forest greens and dripping moss.
At Willapa National Wildlife Refuge we walked the boardwalk "art trail" and then took a trail up into the hills.
This metal feather display, with the below poem written across the base, was just one of the interesting features along the boardwalk.
Hope is the thing with feathers.
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune with the words,
And never stops at all.
And sweetest in the Gale is heard.
And sore must be the storm,
That could abash the little Bird,
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest Sea,
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of Me.
- Emily Dickinson
|We saw lots of slugs! Amazing we didn't step on any.|
|"Nature is an infinite sphere of which the centre is everywhere and the circumference is nowhere." - Pascal|
|One of several beaches we stopped at.|
|The 6.6 km long Astoria-Megler bridge that connects Washington and Oregon.|
|I took this photo completely by accident but thought it was sort of cool!|
|Sunset at Cape Kiwanda|