Today we left for this year's camping trip in the Olympic Pennisula, an occasion which looks to be heading towards a welcome annual tradition. The end goal is to make it to Kalaloch this Thursday for the Persied Meteor shower. Last year was remarkably clear there, and we've been looking forward to it for a months now.
The trip up was a bit of a pain, I'm afraid. Not one, not two, but three separate migraine attacks throughout the day, leaving me nearly gasping with horrible dizziness and nausea. Eden was a real trooper, putting up with my discomfort and relative lack of communication on the way. Honestly, arriving at Staircase Falls, our destination for the evening, was almost the worst part. Absolutely stellar views, magically blue waters, and waterfalls along the road called out to me like crazy over the last 15 twisty miles or so, just begging to be photographed, and all I could manage to think was that I couldn't wait for the car to stop moving.
All that aside, once we did get to the campsite, we had an absolutely fabulous time. Dinner turned out to be a bit different than expected, as the flounder we picked up turned into paste once it was over the fire. Neither of us had ever had flounder before - I guess it's just not our cup of tea. The Hillshire farms dogs we're quite excellent, though, as were the Limeade and Gin mixers that Eden whipped up. Eden's aunt Pat gave us a phenomenal bottle of Gin for my birthday, and just a little goes a long way. All in all, not a bad day, for having a poor beginning.
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