Quinault
on Lake Quinault,
Wash
July 22, 1971
Dear Muriel and Palma
Yesterday we arrived in Astoria
from Tillamook. On the way up from Tillamook we continued to see the
beautiful Oregon Coast making a few view stops but choosing Ecola State Park
as our lunch stop. There was a lovely drive through the woods a mile
or so to the parking area. Again we saw a pretty bush with bright red
berry clusters which I later found were red elderberry.
After lunch we walked out on the headland which had rugged rocky
cliffs under it much like Carmel. In the area near Astoria we stopped
to see Fort Clatsop
where Lewis & Clark wintered in 1806. The Astoria Column is
high on a hill and honors the many men who first did this & that.
This morning it was dried cereal
& fruit before seeing the Bumble Bee Canning factory
where we saw tuna (albacore) being slit, detailed & beheaded,
skinned, cleaned off, fed to cans, cooked & labeled. Also saw a
small job of canning salmon steaks — one to an oval can. I bought
Ritchies’ Christmas present.
Then to the Clatsop Co Museum in
the old Flavel mansion
occupied continuously by family until 20 years ago. [Google also
turned up links to a second Flavel house, two of which I am including
here because they are so interesting. —LRS] Then the Maritime Museum
which we will recommend to Ray. We’ve seen several extensive
displays of sailor’s (macramé) knits and several purses made with
knots. Finally over the Astoria Bridge
into Washington — 4 years since the ferry
was replaced.
Fri
Washington didn’t look as good
as Oregon at first. We almost froze when we stopped for lunch in the
“foggy foggy dew.”
But as the afternoon came on we came out of it and the state looked
better. We bought bread in Aberdeen
and headed toward Quinault on Lake Quinault in Olympic National Forest.
The National Park
was across the Lake. After renting a rustic cabin we left Laurel and
drove about 13 miles into the Nat’l Park along a river canyon into
the rain forest. At the end we took a short hike. After supper of
beans and Canadian bacon & Daddy’s home grown beans and the
last of my Virginia Bakery brownies Daddy and I again set off a short
distance to walk a short trail to see some big trees: red alder,
douglas fir,
Sitka spruce
and red cedar.
It was foggy when we awoke and
you could just see across the Lake. We stopped for a short walk to
show Laurel the beautiful stream we’d seen on the Big Tree Walk.
The road took us along the beach area in the Park and we stopped at
Beach Walk #2
(there are 5 or 6) and Ruby Beach.
It was foggy, chill but beautiful. Lots of driftwood. We chose Hoh River
for our next Park exploration. It proved delightful and we walked the
moss trail. It hangs down in gobs on the branches like a blanket.
Highway 101 turns and goes until
again you enter the Park at Crescent Lake
and it looks like Tahoe must have looked even before my time. There
are some cottages on the north shore but the lake was beautiful and
blue today with no neon signs. A ¾ mile walk with a short steep
grade at the end after crossing a log across the river (with a
handrail) took us to see Marymar or Marymere Falls.
They aren’t very high and they aren’t a single drop but they are
very nice — waterfalls always are. Then on to Port Angeles.
First we stopped at the VisitorsCenter
for the Park — I’ve never know one to be outside a park. Then we
found a motel with an indoor swim pool. Laurel is in it now. Children
under 12 must be with an adult, so Daddy is sitting down there
writing a letter. Of course there were no adults with the 3 or 4
other children swimming when I left. Yes I went in but found it very
unsatisfactory — it was like swimming in a bathtub in a warm room.
We’ll call you tonight.
Sat am — Laurel’s watching
color TV cartoons in bed. We’ve had 7 dinners. Twice we ate on our
own, once out of our lunch basket and once in our kitchen as
mentioned. Otherwise I’ve had salmon 3 times and crab twice. Daddy
is still eating ground cow.
We’ll probably see Canada today
but we won’t get there. The northwest has had good weather for
about 2 weeks — we’ve been lucky.
Love,
from your mother JRS
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