We left Seattle Friday night and made it to Port Angeles within a few hours and camped out at a KOA. We woke up early the next day and headed to Hurricane Ridge in the Olympic Mountains. To true PNW style, it was cloudy and we couldn't see much. We still enjoyed the (limited) view of the Sound and Canada across the way. From there we made our way to Lake Crescent where it started to rain pretty good, but we had a full itinerary to attend to. After the lake, we headed to Sol Duc Hot Springs because, DUH. Our idea of a hot spring in the wilderness was a secluded little hot bath, this was quite the opposite. They have turned it into a resort where we had to pay $30 to use the pool-like hot springs. It was packed, but lovely none the less. Day one in the Olympics came to a close taking in the magic of mountains, rivers, hot springs oh my.
Day two we headed out early to the coast. First up was Rialto beach. The day started out grey and gloomy, but I didn't care. It was our first time to the Washington coast and I was ready to see it. After that, we made our way to the Hoh Rainforest. True to it's name, it poured on us here. The rainforest is really a different world that one has to experience with their own eyes. Everything is an unreal green, soaking wet and covered in moss. We even saw a slug! We then made it to La Push, another beach. By this time in the afternoon it had cleared up and it was one of the most beautiful sites I have ever seen. I could've stayed there all day and plan to another time. Walking the coast, listening to the waves, hopping over washed up jelly fish can never get old. We stopped at a few more beaches and made our way back to Seattle. This was our first, but definitely not our last time to the Olympic National Park.
