To Olympic National Park

Crossing over the Astoria bridge, we found ourselves in the great state of Washington. With our first bit of overcast weather and our sights set squarely on entering the Olympic National Forest, Nathalie turned to a binge session of Mad Libs to help her get through the miles that lay between the border and the park entrance.

Once we reached our destination, we traversed the west side of the park and were blown away by its abundant rain forest. Getting over 140 inches of rain annually, green was all around. We circled Lake Quinalt on a lonely dirt road and hiked the Hoh Rain Forest's Hall of Mosses.


Refueling our hunger at JJ's (one of those places that you would never stop at), we indulged in a trucker's breakfast and heard one of our favorite quotes of the trip thus far. As an old-timer polished his last bite, he turned to the restaurant owner and exclaimed, "I sure 'em glad yer portions are so 'um large, I was bout as hungry as a dead old wood pecker." Still not sure exactly what that means, but were still laughing about it.