Ferries

This evening the God of Modern Transport looked down upon us favorably. Here is a picture of the second to last ferry pulling away from the Port Townsend dock. That white roof in the foreground is the little VW that was fortunately wedged onto the ferry's stern. Now we are technically on vacation and not necessarily in a hurry. But it would have totally sucked to wait the 90 minutes for the next one, even though Port Townsend is a really cool town that I look forward to visiting again. Actually, it is the coolest town I've visited to date in Washington. Next to Bellingham, of course. But we were waved on board as we were sitting in line with fingers crossed.

Tonight's luck was a far cry from an incident yesterday on the way over that involved a school zone, one sheriff and three police officers, a reality check, and fortunately a warning. (More details will probably not be forthcoming on this blog.)

It is good to be back in Bellingham, even though the Olympic National Park is wonderful. (Do not worry, many more pictures of the Hoh Rain Forest are to be posted.) A lot of driving, but a lot of fun. Back to the daily grind, and it looks like I am going to be very, very busy in the next few months (which is good).