Located out on the Olympic Peninsula sits one of the few temperate rain forests in he lower 48 states. A journey here was something we expected to be filled with mist and wonder. The forest gave us the goods and showed it's collection of thickly dense spruce trees covered in moss. These towering behemoths watched over the forest floor as if looming into their neighbors yards. The picture doesn't give you an idea of their size. This shot here was in a section where most of them are 4 ft in diameter and tall enough to lean over a 10 story building.
The micro climate in this region gives way to moss to encompass its host with a thick blanket of green.
Now I don't know what the NPS was thinking, but I don't think the name was necessary. The rain forest may be a little bit promiscuous however slutty it is not.
Remember back about a minute ago I quoted how this was supposed to be a trip of wonder? Our entry and walk through was lackluster. We smacked out a quick 4 mile hike and called it a day. Leaving the park we both felt un-impressed and were ready to get home to do laundry. What happened to us? Have we done so much in so little time that we are starting to ruin the trip? It's been just over two months on the road and it's starting to feel like we're over it.
Katie and I have been starting to discuss where we will call home when this is over. The thought of finding a house and actually staying there is what we both want. Weird. I think the reason for that is that neither one of us have had a place we have called home and stayed at for more than a few years. Katie was in a few different houses growing up, and two different schools. I have been in more houses than I care to count growing up and attended five different schools.
After all that was said and done we both ended up in St. Louis by my dad. There we spent 4 years, bought and fixed a house, got married and set up the first stepping stones of our life together. Then we uprooted and moved to an hour outside the quad cities (Iowa). I was on the chase for the always elusive career minded success that plagues 90% of Americans. That's what you do. Have a career, make money, have kids, retire and live in Florida. Another home purchase and work was set to be done. We spent the next year split apart. I worked nights and Katie on days. The house was in shambles and we went two winters without a furnace.
This wasn't it. We hadn't found the dream. We were miserable and needed to get back to society. Another move to the far northeast corner of Illinois and we started over again. New jobs and another house to fix. Four years of that went by and it was time to call it quits. That's when the trip started. SO fast forward to where we are now. What do we want? Where are we going? How do we get there? We still don't know.