A Hidden Haven Bed and Breakfast
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- Free High-Speed Internet
- Continental Breakfast
- Wheelchair accessibility
- Free parking
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Figuring out with all the backtracking and side trips, the distance I covered was 10,304 km (6,440 miles) by car.
Plus about 82 km (50 miles) forth and back on the Coho ferry (Victoria-Port Angeles).
Not bad for a month of tootling around.
... the Park. Similarly there are spur roads off of 101 to various points on the coast. When we came in with our camper we traveled up the eastern side of the peninsula on rte. 101 and went about 2/3 the way across the top end of the peninsula before cutting inland on Sol Duc Road that led to the lodge and campground. By the way while we were looking for the dump station today we discovered that there were other park (not Sol Duc Lodge) campgrounds further down ...
... we sailed past Victoria, BC to drop off our Canadian Pilot, and proceeded across the Strait of Juan de Fuca to just outside the entrance to Port Angeles Harbor to pick up our American pilot for our final leg to Seattle.
I was up early because I did not want to miss our sail through the familiar landmarks of Puget Sound. Past early morning ferries of the Edmunds run, past the bedroom communities that dot the shoreline, and then into Elliot ...
... of Port Angeles, the Straits of Jaun de Fuca, and Vancouver, B.C. beyond it. We were apparently so high up that my cell phone began to buzz, with free text messages welcoming me to Canada, and informing me of the roaming charges that would apply if I decided to make a call. After we stopped laughing, I immediately set my phone to airplane mode so wouldn't incur any accidental charges. Then, David had to do the same thing when his phone ...
... early the next morning. I made a quick run to dump our dishwater. No big deal, just the usual tasks we go through every time we pack up. Another couple washing their dishes stepped aside for me to dump the water, and this is when mouse incident number two occurred. As I dumped the water, a dead mouse plopped out of the bucket. That was it. I completely freaked out, dropped the bucket and was screaming. My hands and arms were shaking. The other ...