Waiting for the ferry to Whidbey Island, Mike, Koa and I shared a banana split on a little deck looking over the ocean at a fifties-themed ice cream shop in Port Townsend, Washington. The shop faced a tiny community beach, and as we waited for our order, Koa and I went down to the sand to play for a bit. I found a cache of sea glass for the first time on the trip, to my delight.
Of all the towns we’ve been through, Port Townsend on the Olympic Peninsula is my favorite so far: wonderful old brick buildings, an arty, energetic vibe, fun little stores, friendly people and a bustling harbor are all contained within a small and well-organized downtown area near the ferry dock.
Ferries continue to feel like an adventure; I love the exciting drive into the bowels of a huge and echoing ship, the wind in my face on the foredeck, and the views.
Oh, the views!
The San Juan Islands rose around us as we chugged along smoothly: a patchwork of textured green velvet rising from the translucent, calm se…
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