Friday, September 6
A short jaunt north on US Highway 101 and the crew and I find our weekend camp. Falls River is another Olympic National Forest Campground. It’s in a better location for interesting day trips. Unlike Hamma Hamma which is over six miles from the highway, Falls River is right next to it.
For that reason I choose a site away from the road noise.
Only a few other sites in the two campground loops are taken. They’re camping in tents and our site isn’t close to them. Of course, I’m anxious to see what kind of internet signal I get with the Wilson antenna . . . Yay! . . . 4-5 bars!
I’m one very happy camper.
I like the separate “sitting room.” I put out the rug so Bridget and Spike can lie down without getting dirty. It’s more comfortable than a bed of sticks and stones. I don’t put out their beds because they’d become soggy outside on this misty day.
After we eat, I take the crew on the campground trail to view the falls for which the campground is named. At this time of year it’s a thin veil of water dropping over 100 feet (my guess). Too late in the day to get a decent photo of it.
Saturday, September 7
The weather is still overcast with heavy mist and fog until late afternoon when the sky turns blue. We stay at camp most of the day. The crew and I have been moving a lot ever since we left Montana. I figure a day of rest is in order. Sunny days are in the forecast. When they arrive, we’ll be good to go!
Well, we do make the short trip into Quilcene, a village about 3.5 miles away.
The reason for the trip to Quilcene is to get away from some tenters who moved in nearby. The young woman has a voice that would raise the dead. I can’t concentrate on my book while hearing every word out of her mouth, so rather than get aggravated, I toss the crew in the PTV and we take off.
Quilcene isn’t very big.
It has an inexpensive campground ($12) right in the middle of town. I don’t drive into it. From the main street it looks pleasant enough with plenty of trees. A few restaurants and shops are within walking distance. You can read more about it by clicking here.
I’d consider staying there for the security of camp host supervision if I could handle having all those neighbors and street noise. There isn’t a camp host at Falls View Campground (probably was through Labor Day Weekend).
I’m online a lot today.
It’s such a treat to be connected while sitting in a forest campground. Besides replying to comments, reading the news, and writing emails, I research possible day-trips.
Upon returning to our campsite, I notice the young woman has run out of steam. She still pipes up now and then, raising the hair on my head. I hope the young man with her, before he makes any long-term commitment, realizes that voice will probably get worse as the years go by. . .
Oh, right. Now she’s doing tai-chi. I thought tai-chi has something to do with calmness.
People are funny.
One of the reasons I like to be alone is I’m not tempted to be critical looking at the behaviors of others. I can be a nice person without much work.
Canine Corner: “My Latest Portrait” by Bridget
Hello, everyone! Bridget here. I want to help RVSue out. Talk about running out of steam! Her blog could use a canine touch.
This is my latest portrait. I like how it shows my white fur and the blush on my cheeks. Spike says I look too serious. Like a girl can’t be serious! He thinks everybody should be a jokester like him. He’s always saying, “C’mon, Bridge! Loosen up, babe!” What? So I can have a screw loose, like him?
I wanted to save this photo for a Christmas card, but I couldn’t wait! I hope you like it.
Oh yeah, RVSue appreciates you shopping Amazon through her links. It really perks her up! Thank you very much.