We took the Pacific Coast Highway all the way from San Diego to the northwest corner of Washington. Then we headed east along the the 101 until we could catch highway 90. Most of the drive was spent looking at acres and acres of trees. It was interesting to see the roadside signs that told us when a particular forest was planted. We stopped just west of Port Angeles.
 We drove down and around the Seattle-Tacoma area. We just didn't want to risk a ferry ride across the sound with an RV and car.  |
| As soon as you drive into Port Angeles you notice 2 things: Main Street ends at the sea and a huge Masonic temple. |
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| We couldn't figure out how they teach the elk to punch the button at the elk crossing. |
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| An out of the way place outside of Port Angeles with awesome tempura calamari, halibut, shrimp and clams. And of course it is served in a plastic basket lined with paper. The best places to eat aren't always fancy! |
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| Right across the highway from the cafe was an inlet. The beach was covered in a variety of shellfish. It had an aroma that attracted Georgy but had me looking for a shower! |
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| seaweed, mussels and barnacles |
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| the clams are so plain and rough on the outside but bright purple inside. |
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| I have no idea where this shell came from: he didn't seem to have any close family members with him at the beach (and no hitchhikers aboard either!) |
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| What a beautiful design. |
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| I hadn't ever seen an oyster shell on the beach until this trip. I was intrigued by the layers of shell and the shape! It takes 2-5 years for an oyster to grow to this size! |
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