My trip to Washington, day 2
We woke Thursday to three roosters crowing “I’m the best!” “No, I’m the best!” “No! I’m the best!” without stopping. Horses, ponies, and sheep roamed the yard as well as the roosters, chickens and oh so many colorful chicks.
Luckily I’d thought to bring our kettle and mugs/cups for all of us to drink from. We’d never have made it in this house without the soothing balm of tea. Breakfast was leftovers from dinner as we didn’t have anything else. It again stuck to the pan.
My sister-in-law crossed on the ferry and we all (us, step-dad, his two dogs, and sis) went for a hike on the island’s tallest point. Step-dad has walked this trail hundreds of times. It was his go-to place for exercise before he was in a car accident a few years ago, and he’s still very fit. He and the dogs strode up the hill. He stop only long enough for us to get close, then he was off again. I felt like I was running a marathon until about a quarter way up when I decided to take my time. My daughter gave up entirely and I settled her on a comfy log. My husband slowed down to where I was and we made a leisurely climb.
But we didn’t get down until well after noon. We were all starving, but had no food, so we went into town. We were planning on shopping and eat afterward, but it was after three and we’d last eaten at 9, so we got what we needed for lunch and ate at a park, then went back for a full shopping run. Then we went back to the island.
Step-dad had given us tickets to ride the ferry. One for the car and driver and and eight for the passengers, so getting back was free.
My daughter wanted a shower, but didn’t want to take the first, so I took one before dinner. First I had to clean the dead moths out of the tub, then drag in a chair because his bathroom had zero counter and I wasn’t about to put my clean clothes on the dusty floor. Half the water came out the faucet instead of the shower head, the warmer half. And I’m glad we brought our own towels, wash clothes, and hand soap. The bathroom was only supplied with cheap toilet paper (much like an Oregon rest area).
That night we had fresh corn, and food we’d picked up from the store. After dinner we went to a public access beach to watch the sun set. It was one of those “take nothing but pictures, leave nothing but foot print” beaches. I was fine with that. I took pictures of some mermaids I'd made. We had to leave before it got too dark because the path back to the car was through a thicket. I’d wanted to spend longer there.
When I went to bed, the upstairs was stifling, so I opened the window above the bed. That was noticed that the bathroom window wasn’t the only one the chickens had used as a perch.