Apr 2, 2014
Cape Flattery Hike
But I did a few things differently this time. I map quested the directions before I even left Massachusetts. I looked over them noting that I would need to take a ferry and noting how many hours it would take me. I am most definitely not a fly by the seat of your pants girl. Also, this trip I made sure I kept a whole day free. Which is very hard to do when people want to meet with you and have lunch or dinner and such. All my other days of this trip were broken up with big chunks of visiting and such. And last but not least I had that sure knowledge that I had learned how to face my fears and do things alone.
I confess that by the time the Sunday evening of my trip came I was pretty sure I was going to yet again flake out on my Cape Flattery adventure. There were a million reasons why I should not do it. It was not smart to go all the way out there alone being the first reason every one mentioned to me. So I determined in my mind that I would decide when I saw the weather on Monday morning.
I headed down Whidbey Island to the Port Townsend/ Kingston Ferry. Because of low tide the ferry was not able to run until 11:45 and it already had five semi trucks scheduled to take spots on it. I did not fret. I paid and put my car in line and did the math and decided if I did not get on it was not meant to be. I walked out to the water and walked and walked with my hat and scarf on. So many colors of rocks along the shoreline. Someone had gathered all the driftwood and made a little shelter that was very cool. I called my parents and chatted a bit while I was walking. To make a long story short I was the last car they could fit on the ferry. I was squeezed in so tight I had to go out the passenger side door and squish and squish. The girl in the car next to me had to go out the back of her car. We giggled and giggled about that. I would not have dreamed of staying in the car. The best part of the ferry ride is being as high as you can go and in the front facing the wind......never ever miss that :)
Once I got off in Port Townsend I felt a small longing to walk around Port Townsend they do have some spectacular shopping and eating but I kept focused. I decided no matter how much I wanted to stop on the remaining three hours of my drive I would not stop. Even when I passed a pretty awesome bird store. Even when I passed food. Even when I passed a movie theater playing Divergent....which I have not seen yet. I powered across the Olympic Peninsula....not to be distracted from my goal. The road got smaller and less traveled and very very windy...not like wind but like curvy :) I had a few moments where I realized how long it had been since I had seen a house, or a store, or another car, but I swallowed and kept going. I started to catch glimpses of the Straight of Juan de Fuca. Which runs between the top of Washington and Vancouver Island, Canada. Sometimes the road ran right along the edge of the water. There were constant signs telling me to watch for mudslides on the road, curves, and rough roads.I passed through a few small, run down towns. I kept going. I finally made it to the Makah Indian Reservation. The Cape Flattery Trail is on their land. I love that part when you think you are there but you are not. It was another 5 miles past the town of Neah Bay to the trail head.