Thursday, January 20, 2011

DAY 8 - SEQUIM TO PORT ANGELES, WASHINGTON

This is the first time I have attempted to load down photographs BEFORE any narrative. First look seems to be OK...so, let's try it out.......



TOTEM POLES: Last night, spent the night in the Parking Lot of 7 Cedars Casino. Had a superb Steak Dinner - custom prepared PERFECT (2 " thick"), and all the trimmings that a first class Buffet can offer...all for $11.77. Out front of the 7 Cedars are these Totem Poles...very impressive...narrative follows below:
TOTEM POLE: Each figure carved into the standing Cedar Tree represents a significant event or character in the life of the Indian Tribe or Person doing the carving. One can find century-old Totem Poles throughout the Pacific Northwest, from California thru Canada and Alaska.
This morning, was up at 4:30 am. Left SPIA at 5:15 am, walking BACK East towards Port Townsend to the point I left off yesterday...and returned to SPIA. It was PITCH BLACK. Would never attempt to hitch a ride in the dark, so walked both ways, returning to SPIA about 7: 00 am...felt great (it was Blacker than Sin, COLD, and Raining hard), so kept walking for another 3 hours, reaching and passing SEQUIM, WASHINGTON, the home of the Dungeness Crabs (I have a personal hair-raising story about taking my 25 foot Chris Craft out there from Seattle back in 1964...no one died, but not because I didn't screw up real bad...because I DID).
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Stopped in at a Food Mart to buy a coffee and a couple Snicker Bars...only to find I did not bring my ID or $$...left everything in SPIA. So, turned around and started walking back to SPIA, a bit over 10 miles away. About 2 miles out, a kind driver - with a vicious dog - picked me up...his dog bit me twice...I scolded him...and gave him a bite of my emergency ration - my Bagle...after that, he wanted to lick me...just like someone I use to know.

SEQUIM, WASHINGTON - Home of the Dungeness Crabs
After returning to SPIA, drove all the way to Port Angeles, stopping at WAL MART, where I bought a spare gas can, some new carpet for SPIA, and some Scented Candles (I goofed with the Crab and Oysters...left them too long in the fridge and had to toss them...and they smelled up SPIA something awful; i.e., the scented candle.


ABANDONED BARN NEAR SEQUIM:




CAT TAILS ALONG US 101. For those who may not know, Red-Wing Blackbirds LOVE these Cat Tails...want to see a Red Wing, find some cat tails and wait.



A FARM NEAR SEQUIM, WASHINGTON



MOSS-COVERED ROCKS NEAR PORT ANGELES. In Rain Forest Conditions, it is possible to determe NORTH by the coating of moss on trees. Nice to know if no compass is handy on that sad day you get lost out in the wild. Google it for details.


LOGGING TRUCK NEAR PORT ANGELES, WASHINGTON


After my WAL MART Purchases, put them in SPIA and started walking East, back towards SEQUIM to where I left off earlier today. It started to rain and had NO rain gear. Heck with it, says I, and walked out 5 miles and back to SPIA. Starting to get into a rhythm. This morning, experienced about 20 cramps in my right leg calf. Have found that a cramp IMMEDIATELY disappears by T O T A L L Y relaxing that muscle and talking to it...did not even miss a step.
The cramp only occurred once on this afternoon's walk.




LOADED LOGGING TRUCK:
This was Cri's favorite thing in the Pacific North West. Seeing one, Christiane would become really excited..."Look Look, Bruce...a Logging Truck..." Memories sometimes are strange bedfellows...but this truck brought tears to my eyes...Rest Well, Cri...Rest Well; You are NOT forgotten.



US 101 NEAR PORT TOWNSEND, WASHINGTON



A RIVER A MILE EST OF PORT ANGELES, WASHINGTON


PROGRESS REPORT: Walked 14 miles this AM & 10 miles this PM. Count 19 miles.
SEE MY IMPACT : Walked 19 miles @ $0.02 per mile = $0.38 for the day.


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Tomorrow, was going on the ferry boat to Victoria, but is raining, overcast, COLD, and have decided to forge ahead towards FORKS, WASHINGTON...should be a fun place to visit. Have actually visited all these places many times in my life...but never at 4 miles per hour. Might stop off at Neah Bay, where years ago I helped the Indians living there carve out the interior of a Cedar Log Canoe...had tons of pictures, but lost them all when I lost Cri.



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