
Today I’ll let the images tell the story.
Well, with a little explanation.
I was a pain in the butt today.
Insisted that Kristin drive down dirt roads (many with DO NOT ENTER signs). She was very patient and humored me.
At the end of one such road, we discovered a very cool old cemetary – all the headstones were in Japanese – some from the early 1900’s. 
After another night of mesmerizing rainfall, the waterfalls were just as captivating as the day before.
Every time we looked at the mountain ridge, we’d spot another fall that we hadn’t noticed before.
It’s incredible to think of how many feet these falls plummet, and the volume of water rushing through the several rivers that lead to the ocean.

On our drive to Haena Beach park, I again insisted on stopping so that I could photograph this lovely field of blue flowers. Ashley was particularly fond of the horses.

Across from the beach is the Dry Cave. Pretty cool….


The day was mostly overcast and rainy – but the sun did come out for awhile, and we took advantage of it.

Ashley and J’neil played in the water, posed and we all built a sand castle.
Until it rained us out.
And we’re all jealous of Ashley’s abs….. though she’s the only one who does a half hour of ab-tightening pilates every night before bed…..

My final photo demand of the day was a stop at the taro fields on the wayhome…..

More tomorrow………







When we arrived at the trailhead, a group of young scouts was just coming back, leaving the area nearly empty. I think we only saw 3 – 4 people while on the trail – it was perfect. 
One in particular was covered with mossy stones. Kristin was very patient as I obsessively took photos from a dozen different angles (I hauled my tripod on for just this purpose).  Because we were in the dry season, there wasn’t much flow in the stream – I really want to go back in spring when the water is cascading over the even more brilliantly green mossy rocks, and take a hundred pictures.
We could hear the roar of the ocean as soon as we got out of the car. I love that sound. There is a quarter mile trail to get down to the beach, and the first switchback gave a
It wasn’t til I was sorting through them back at the hotel that I noticed the rather unfortunate placement and prominence of the one the right.  It just looks very erect if you know what I mean.  It’s just a bit embarrassing.
Day 2 of the sisters’ roadtrip took us first to:
One advantage to being there in the off season in the middle of the week (besides the ridiculously low motel rates) is very little traffic on the road to the forests. Which was good since I developed a habit of stopping in the middle of the road, as there was no pull off. Â
One of the highlights was coming upon an extremely hyperactive little squirrel in a tree. He scrambled down a branch and pulled off a leaf, then scrambled up to a more solid branch and gobbled it up VERY FAST. Then back down again. Squirrel on speed. But he was very cute. With a very orange underbelly.
During my August trip to the Olympic Peninsula with Brandon & family I decided I was going to have to make another sojourn to see more sights as well as spend more time in others.  
As we continued on towards Sequim, Port Angeles and ultimately our little motel near Lake Crescent (which had a minor bookkeeping error and forgot we were arriving late, and didn’t leave our room key… so we ended up driving all the way to Forks for the night) Kristin spotted these really unusual and interesting mammary clouds. She thinks they have a rather embarrassing (and strange) name, but they are very cool. Worth sneaking onto private property in order to get a clear shot.






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