Woah baby, am I behind on talking about books. I had the best of intentions, I really did, but, it turns out, driving is not conducive to writing and when I'm camping I usually don't have my computer with me. Now that I'm going to be still for a while I'm psyched to go back … Continue reading A Woman’s Walks
It was tempting to stay in Port Townsend, especially after I heard about all the festivals that happen there (there's pretty much a new festival every weekend...it's batty). However, I was excited to get back on the road. I'd decided to head to Glacier National Park next and after hearing me say I wasn't too … Continue reading Travel Days Through A Smokey Haze
It's astonishing to me how quickly we are able to fall into habits and routine. By my third morning in Port Townsend I woke up fully expecting and ready to go crabbing. I'm pretty sure I would have been a little thrown off my game if we hadn't. Heading out onto the water in a … Continue reading Sasquatch, Fish and Flowers in Seattle
My very first day in Port Townsend I went crabbing and hiking which would be a pretty tough day to beat for anyone except the exceptional Dick and Diana. The day started, naturally, with crabbing and I am absolutely thrilled to announce that it went so much better than the first day out. The most … Continue reading Bikes And Crab And Music, Oh My!
I had (as with almost every other moment of this trip) very little game plan in place when I decided to visit Dick and Diana in Port Townsend. I knew they would at least have some good suggestions of what to check out and were kind enough to offer to let me stay with them for … Continue reading Crabbing but Not Crabby
I must admit after the success of the beach and bread in Manzanita I almost didn't stop in Astoria. I was running later than I had planned and didn't want to keep Dick and Diana waiting too long. However, Astoria is another town that multiple people recommended I stop in on. Plus I was getting … Continue reading Stories and Sea Lions in Astoria
I woke up in Portland ready to begin the loosy goosey nomad with no plan portion of the trip. My aunt and uncle were kind enough to let me stay with them for a few days in Port Townsend, Washington. I decided I would take the coast up from Portland partly for the views but … Continue reading Bread and Beach Vibes in Manzanita