With my job, it’s not very often that I get a Saturday off work. Sad, I know.
So immediately when I found out I would have this past Saturday off, we decided to spend that day doing one of our favorite weekend pasttimes–driving around the Pacific Northwest. It’s been months since we’ve had the free time to do it, so we fueled up Baby Blue (yes it’s a car, but she has a personality all her own and we consider her a member of our family) and booked the day for a drive west to the Olympic Peninsula, come rain or shine.
I was really hoping for shine, since the Olympic mountains are gorgeous snowcapped wonders this time of year. But instead, the fog hovered over the Sound and rain was in the forecast all day. No less excited, we headed towards the Seattle waterfront to board the ferry bound for Bainbridge Island.
We’ve ridden the ferry many many times—mostly thanks to my dad’s love of ferries and requests to ride whenever they come to visit—but this was the first time I had driven on been a passenger riding in a car on the ferry (it’s rare that Todd ever lets me drive). Quite exciting. Afterall, that’s not something you can do in most parts of this world.
We unloaded on Bainbridge Island and headed north to the Olympic Peninsula. Not really having a set itinerary, we just drove along and eventually ended up in Port Angeles for lunch a couple hours later. We always aim to dine at local eateries where we can savor some good ol’ homecooked meals.
(this pic is for any Twilight fans out there. Port Angeles had several other shops capitalizing on the Twilight craze…and no, I did not suggest we go here for that reason.)
Apparently you can see Canada from here on a clear day. No luck for us…which just means we’ll have to do the drive again when the sun is out.
After walking around for awhile, we left Port Angeles and drove Baby Blue back to the ferry to Seattle. There’s just something calming and relaxing about driving around the Pacific Northwest. Or maybe it’s more of a mysterious and eerie feeling. Either way, it’s exciting to purr along the winding roads together, not really knowing what lies ahead.