Our target for the night was a motel in Forks, which brought about a number of comments from friends and relatives....Vampires and all. Lynn and I aren't into this so it was all news to us.
It was a short stay as the next morning Lynn took her walk around town (and around and around as it was kinda small) checking out a few restaurants while I found an interesting mountain bike trail.
I wouldn't recommend it as a destination, but if in the area, why not?
I rode all the way out, but had to walk a fair amount to make the loop back to the trailhead.
One interesting part of the trip was that I couldn't drive to the trailhead due to the dirt road having slid out sometime earlier. On the in I carried my bike over the slide area and biked a couple of miles to the TH. On the way out I took a detour road that had me making a pretty decent climb then a screaming downhill....your choice!
I drove back to town, gathered up Lynn and we continued down the road to Oregon. We had to make a few stops along the way.
An ancient Western Red Cedar....only God knows how many years old it is.
Then we stopped at the Quinalt Lodge....where we made some HUGE discoveries.