Coupville was wonderful. Tiny, but charming and wonderful. We set out to the Couvpville ferry early enough to spend some time at Fort Casey, which is 3 minutes from the Ferry.
We didn’t have time for the interpretive tour of the very cool fort, but we did have time for some #handstandsdownthecoast photos.
The ferry from Coupville to Port Townsend was a quick, rolling 35 minute jaunt, and when we saw Port Townsend we knew we’d like it.
We made the obligatory pace up and down the main street, stopping for a milkshake at a 70’s throwback parlor, and then set about finding a place to park the car for the night. Given that it was 4th of July, and Saturday, we were already resigned to the fact that we’d be in the car that night. A tip from the Washington State Park office turned us onto the possibility of vacancy at the Jefferson County Fairground, just a few minutes outside Port Townsend.
Turned out, there were many open spots, and water and showers to go with them.
We met a group of three brothers from California who were celebrating their youngest brother’s 18th, and an awesome dude named Jim who’d been driving his Sienna all over the US for a couple months already, with 6 more planned. We watched the local fireworks from the campsite, and turned in.
For Sunday, we had two objectives, get a bit farther south, and get some hiking in. We decided on the very mellow objective of Marymere Falls. On the way up, we found a little mini-falls to explore, and took full advantage.
We ensured we took what will be the first of many waterfall selfies.
And headed all the way up to the falls themselves. A low flow-rate but incredible height makes these very breathtaking.
I’m currently tapping away from Minnie Peterson Campground located somewhere within Olympic National Park. Tracy is curled up the hammock reading, and I’ve got a cold semi-sweet cider from Seattle Cider Co to work on. Tomorrow we return to the place of our first roadtrip together EVER- Long Beach, WA.
Until next time!