Eden by the Sea
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We awoke to a heavy fog. The tent, inside and out, was damp due to the fog. Also, it was about 55 degrees. Alexa and I were the first people at the tide pools a bit after 7:00a.m. We couldn't see across to Victoria, BC, but we were able to see all of the rocky area where we were walking. We spent about an hour searching for sea life. In addition to everything we saw yesterday, we were able to find many more purple urchins as well ...
... at 9:30, and played at a park on the way. I have to say it was a very relaxed start, compared to what it would have been taking the Vancouver ferry.
Itinerary (with comments)
8-9 Arrive at terminal
10 Foot passengers pass through customs
10:30 Ferry departs Victoria
12:00 Port Angeles arrival (plan on being delayed 30 mins as US Customs again interrogates all cars)
1:00 Finish picking ...
... it was a submarine going under the bridge . . . don't know, but in about 10 minutes, we started to move . . . and when traffic cleared, we were speeding along again.
We were running pretty close to ferry departure time . . . and the driver said that she had missed it before!! We didn't have a plane to catch . . . but some did!!
We can see the ferry terminal coming into view (we have taken this several times) . . . and just as the driver gets to the little ...
... have driven on a car ferry and I am nervous (which results me going back three times to check that I have put the brake on in the car) before going up to the passenger deck. We get off at Bainbridge Island without incident and drive to Hurricane Ridge via Port Angeles. Hurricane Ridge is basically at the top of a 17 mile hill (accessed by a very windy road) and all of us feel a little queasy when we finally make it. ...
... had presented her with some serious challenges. She in simple terms made us, in our sophisticated off road vehicle carrying many creature comforts about which she could only dream, very humble when comparing our style of travelling with hers. As we parted company in the dark and cold, us to our warm bed in Jambo, her to her sleeping bag sandwiched between layers of plastic sheet to keep her dry we walked back to our campsite wondering if we could travel that way.