|A native American getting onto/into his trusty steed|
This RV site was attached to a general store and gas station (filling station to you and I), it was called Shadow Mountain General Store. The site was tiered but the slopes were not steep and it was wonderfully laid out and had all we needed, Bathrooms (toilets), showers, Wi-Fi, water and electricity. Everything wonderful and clean, we had our evening meal and had an early evening as the next day I wanted to go into Port Angeles, a port I had visited while my ship (the Silvercove) was Vancouver Island loading Lumber for the Caribbean islands.
|She went that-a-way|
|The ferry in the middle of the Fuca Channel|
|Jucy and a couple catching a bit of shut eye|
|The other shore and the other ferry|
The ferry sails across the large sea inlet to Edmonds a little North of Seattle. We travelled the 101 until it joined the 104, here we parted company for the last time, we to go on to Seattle and Highway 101 on to Olympia where it disappears, swallowed up by the interstate highway 5.