Port Townsend and the Olympic Peninsula

It is good to be home.


Yeah, Sage did a great representation of me upon my arrival: curled up and passed out.

She also tried to steal my backpack, the jerk. (She got to keep it, I was trying to throw it out)


I had forgotten what it was like to spend a few days not really doing anything, and better yet, it looked like I had brought the sunshine with me!



After a little bit of R&R, Mom and I took a little trip up to Port Townsend, WA. It’s a charming little town on the northern edge of the Olympic Peninsula, and I honestly don’t know how I had not visited it before.

We stayed a couple of nights at the Fort Warden State Park, and spent the days just exploring around the town.


Point Wilson Lighthouse.


It was a typical grey, WA day, but there was still some color to be had!




The fort was a lovely place to stroll around, with plenty of walking/jogging trails to be had.



The town itself is rather sleepy and peaceful, though with all of the restaurants and boutiques it is easy to imagine that this place could be filled with tourists on weekends. And while I did get a little bit of shopping in, I was quite content to just sit for a moment and watch the ferries traverse back and forth.


Of course, that could have just been because I was waiting for my spa appointment! Seriously, considering that just taking a normal shower after being underway feels like a luxury, I didn’t quite know how to take it all in, but I definitely enjoyed it.



Finally we departed Port Townsend and made our way back south again, stopping at a couple of places along the Peninsula as we felt like it.


Mostly just a couple of parks here and there.


Though we didn’t stay long for the risk of being blown away.


Of course a stop at my favorite cider farm was in order!


I suspect this photo was taken near the end of the tasting.

And then a final stop at the Hama Hama Oyster Farms.


Because oysters, that’s why!


Ok, yeah, I’m never going to be a foodie blogger, and I’m alright with that. I’m usually too busy devouring the food anyway.

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