i left for seattle early last thursday, and didn’t have much of an agenda for the 3-1/2 days i’d be there, but i knew that i really wanted to spend time with my friends evalynn and chandler. i also wanted to take my time… i wanted to read… i wanted to run each morning along the waterfront.
the trip was exactly what i needed:
friday morning i started my day at macrina bakery. i could feast on their squash harvest bread and perfect lattes daily. i miss both so much already.
i wandered into pike place market a few times. i avoided flying fish, but elbowed a few tourists, i’m sure.
i took the ferry to bainbridge island, and had lunch at cafe nola: grilled asparagus salad and 2 glasses of wine. heaven!
late friday afternoon, evalynn and i met for a sushi happy hour at umi sake house. after stuffing ourselves, we had a drink at bathtub gin & co, then we walked and walked and walked past the space needle, and theeennnn we walked up queen anne avenue where we each had a glass of wine and shared warm goat cheese with honey at bricco, just like the last time i was there.
saturday… saturday was a big day. chandler picked me up at 10, and we set off on an adventure to olympic national park. via ferry, through woods, over channels, up winding roads… the few pictures and words here cannot do the day justice. we ate a simple lunch at hurricane ridge, sharing the picnic table with a european couple (we couldn’t place the accents. german? swedish?) that lived in sequim, the lavender capital of north america (we drove through sequim, but didn’t have time to explore).
glaciers, atmospheric perspective, wildflowers… it was so beautiful. on the way up to the ridge, we could see canada! vancouver island was visible, and if you squinted, you could see the town of victoria. we could see san juan island and the dungeness spit. we could also see mount baker, mount adams, and glacier peak. so many volcanoes… it’s a little scary.
once back at sea level, chandler drove me to lake crescent. it’s a glacially-carved lake, over 600 feet deep. about 15 feet from the shoreline, we could see where the rocky bottom dropped off into unknown depths, turning the water a turquoise blue. chandler’s knowledge of the region is fascinating, and i was riveted. we spent over 12 hours together, most of them in the car, and i enjoyed every minute.
our last stop for the day was port townsend. we stopped at the light house while the sun set, and for dinner we went to fins, and i had my first ever bowl of clam chowder. verdict: very very yummy, and it could never be topped in my land-locked home state, i’m sure.
sunday morning i took my last waterfront run and saw a seal in the sound! i had brunch with evalynn at peso’s, and with that, my trip was over. like i wrote above, it was exactly what i needed.