Just as we began our southward migration through Washington, the weather turned really bad. The rainy days continued as we drove down the coast to our planned overnight stop at Hoquiam River, just off the coast in the southwestern corner of the state. One night turned into six as major storms hit, and we pulled in the slides and dropped the satellite dish to wait it out. We canceled our stop at Astoria because winds were even worse there, and we were bummed that we missed our favorite fish and chips in the whole world at Bowpicker. We’d been waiting for weeks to have them again – darn!
To keep us entertained and busy, we made a bunch of lumpia for future happy hours. So when any of you meet up with us down the road be sure to ask about the stash in our freezer!
During every break in the weather we drove 20 miles to the beach to hear the pounding waves, breath the ocean air – and buy some more seafood! When we learned that the Quinalt Casino offered an all-you-can-eat Dungeness crab dinner buffet, we just had to partake in that as well. It was one of the best casino buffets we’ve had.
Since we can’t seem to get enough of this crustacean, we bought even more for our own crab feast at home. I have to admit we did overindulge, but we were trapped in Dungeness crab heaven and I totally blame the storm for it!
We were fortunate that the towns of Hoquiam and Ocean Shores were spared from the brunt of the storm, and the only inconvenience we felt was being cramped with our slides in for several days.
Windy Ridge, Mount St Helens
We resumed our travels and made one last stop in Washington, at Silver Lake. We got along so well with Bob and Dee Dee at Puerto Peñasco, Mexico last February that we went out of our way to stop by their beautiful property for a visit. We gladly accepted their invitation to snuggle Betsy into the full hookup site right on their property for a couple of nights.
Where else would we celebrate our first meal together then at an excellent Mexican restaurant, the perfect place to reminisce about good times in Mexico.
Bob and Dee Dee live near Mount St. Helens National Volcanic Monument, which we visited in 2012. But this time they graciously drove us around to the northeast side of the volcano, often referred to as the Windy Ridge side. It lived up to its name on this cold and blustery day.
The drive to Windy Ridge is a winding trek through the blast zone, and is the best location from which to view the devastation of the eruption that occurred on May 18, 1980. We saw clear evidence of the blast’s full impact. And despite the biting wind we climbed hundreds of steps up the hill to one of the best vantage points around.
Views from the summit of Windy Ridge trail:
It might have been a gray day, but we were fortunate to get such clear views of the volcano and surrounding mountains:
We had a wonderful time and really enjoyed Bob and Deedee’s hospitality. Thanks guys, see you at Puerto Peñasco next February – the first Margarita is on us!