It was still nice out, so we continued south down Whidbey Island looking for Ebey's Landing. Oscar and I had taken a hike here in 2011, and I'd noticed there was a place you could drive to right along the beach. I wanted to take Amy to a sandy area where we could put our bare feet in the sand. We veered off the highway to look for it, but later realized we'd turned off too early. Fortunately we inadvertently found another beautiful area - Fort Casey State Park.
Leavenworth, but I've never seen deer this close to the coast.
We kicked our shoes and socks off and had a great time in the sand. You can guess how cold the water was from the looks on our faces.
But I adapt to water temperature pretty well.
We hung out for a bit and enjoyed watching the waves roll in. It was great, until we had to put our shoes back on. I wish I'd had my flip flops...
Later we took a stroll around the pretty park.
|Distant view of Mt Ranier|
|Amy blowing out the fuzz on a dandelion|
Amy had been really eager to take a ferry sometime during her trip, which worked out really nicely since the Clinton/Mukilteo ferry was the easiest way to get home from here. Washington ferries don't charge the $7 per passenger fare when you're traveling from an island to the mainland, which made it only $8 to take the car back home. Unfortunately we'd just barely missed the previous ferry and had a bunch of time to hang around the ferry dock.
|Distant view of Mt Baker from the ferry|
The wind wasn't a problem from the back of the boat, but either our pictures were in shadow or we had a hard time keeping our eyes open in the direct sunlight.
For dinner I took Amy for some delicious Thai food and homemade coconut ice cream. Yummy! 24 Star Thai in Lynnwood never disappoints!
Dear Stacy Jinks Hunt,
I need to apologize for being the worst husband in the world. While you were out with your friend Amy Foster eating Wienerschnitzel and Thai food with coconut ice cream today, I made Chili. While that's not a sin, I added onion to BOTH batches, which I seem to recall is one of the unforgivable sins. I'm Very Very sorry-ish. I hope you still decide to come home, but won't be surprised if you decide to move to Mississippi with Amy.
Kind of Regretfully,