Hurricane Ridge

Yesterday we all hopped into the van and headed west. The ferry from Edmonds to Kingston and then on up the Peninsula to Pt. Angeles. From there we headed up into the Olympics - Hurricane Ridge. I am reminded, every time we take one of these trips, just how fortunate I am to be living in this State.

I wish I could remember who told me this but I heard a joke recently. A young man, traveling across the country, would visit a church in each town he stopped. The lobby would always hold a golden telephone with a sign over it which read "Direct line to God. One call $10,000.00." An incredibly steep price to call God this man thought.

Then, he arrived in Washington State and in visiting a local church he found the same golden telephone only this time the sign read "Direct line to God. One call $0.25." Intrigued, the young man approached the church pastor and told him as he journeyed across the country, the phone call was always the same amount - $10,000. Not here. Here it is a quarter. Why so cheap?

The pastor answered his question with "Son, you're in Washington State. The home of Mt. Rainier, Mt. Baker, Puget Sound, the Hoh Rain Forest and Hurricane Ridge. You're in God's Country. It's a local call."
It may be a joke but I can see what they're saying. Here are just a few of the couple hundred pictures we took yesterday. If you're ever looking for an amazing place to vacation - hike, camp, etc., the Olympic National Forest is a perfect place to check out!