I thought this image captured some of the wonder and joy of a first walk at the beach. Some of my earliest memories are being at the beach with my family. We lived close to the beach until I was 6 … and went razor clam digging on a regular basis.
An Olympic beach is one of my favorite places to “watch the weather come in”. This one is Kalaloch. Quite remote, but popular. A nice place to visit in the winter when the crowds are diminished.
Kalaloch is one of the beach sections of Olympic National Park. It’s a great place for catching sunsets (but a long ways from anywhere else). These shore pines are in front of the row of beach cottages that are available for rent. The (small, cozy with a great view) restaurant has good food, but expect the higher prices that come with a National Park resort in a remote location.
This was taken a while back when I was returning from seeing my aunt up in Haines, Alaska: from the ferry getting close to Juneau.
That’s a great ferry ride: too bad I have a negative reaction about long boat rides right now or we might plan another trip.
This was taken in February at Kalaloch Beach … which means the water was cold… even if it was an early springlike day. Kids must have a different insolation value in their feet than I do.