We outsmarted our own stupidity and got the pre-dawn ferry back to Washington State.
And soon found ourselves eating breakfast in Port Angeles, receiving our first Dirty Looks from Strangers. Funny, that never happened while we were in Canada.
We drove on, and stopped at Crescent Lake, a huge glacial kettlehole type of thing:
And then we made our way to the coastal road, seeing, among other things:
more lichen,
mysterious beach crustaceans,
thistles with western tiger swallowtails (in rough shape).
A grand view past the fireweed.
And, of course, more giant trees.
Some of which were covered with this long curly moss fur.