
After my bus tour to Rainier, I managed to drive to Salt Creek, one of my favorite places on the Olympic Peninsula. The ranger was so nice - the campground was nearly full by ten thirty p.m., but he remembered the four places that were open and described each one in detail. I found one by the bluffs and prepared the Vanagon for the night, all the while loving the salt air (have been missing it).
Naturally a young raccoon came by to check us out - but the mouse in the night surprised me. While dreaming I heard the crackle-crackle, munch-munch... but only slowly realized what it was... and tossed the doggie treats out the door, hoping my guest would follow.
I woke early to a pink sunrise, but too tired to get up, I contentedly went back to sleep. To make up for it, Ci Ci and I walked Crescent Beach - a magical place no matter what the weather or swell.
In the morning I ran into an industry friend at the Joyce store - he had a prototype carbon fiber touring kayak with a planing hull on his big (Ford?) truck; an interesting combination.
Eventually I reached Neah Bay (bought salmon)

and went out for a warm-up paddle and surf in my EzG, now wishing I had stayed out longer! The weather was perfect - sunny, glassy waves with a nice period - only to by followed by lesser quality swells and fog (still fun, but).
One of my goals was to try out my new Impex Mystic in the surf. Granted we had from two to four feet over the weekend - but I still had a chance to play around with it!

The next two days with the
NWOC were a blast, and too soon I had to head for the ferry.