OK, 30 degrees, freezing fog on the deck…seems like perfect weather for a campout! Enter Dave Duck, my lifelong friend to set up the event. Dave had a brand new (1945) teardrop trailer he was dying to show off to us and Susan and I were long overdue to hear another retelling of all our favorite old Dave Duck stories, so off we went to Twanoh State Park, over on Hood Canal. How about a few images from our travels:
Sailing out of a foggy Edmonds aboard the MV Spokane
Herring Gull kept a lookout from the bridge
We headed over to Port Orchard to link up with Dave. The weather did clear just a bit but I don’t think it ever got much above freezing. We had a beautiful crossing with the fog and the sun battling for a bigger slice of the sound.
Approaching Kingston
Looking South
The Marsh Hike
Dave had a wheelbarrow full of firewood for me to load up and then we were on our way down the east side of the canal. Just before the town of Belfair we bailed out for a little walk along the marsh at the top end of the canal.
Then it was on to our camp. Have a peak at the Dave’s teardrop trailer:
1945 was a great year...
Still Sporting the Original License Plate
Inside the back hatch
Fire & Tea Time
Once we got settled I pretty much went on strike and insisted on a nice hot fire and a nice hot cup of tea. Dave had a notion of getting some oysters but the tide just didn’t cooperate with him on this trip. I got to say in all the years that I’ve known Dave Duck, he’s been my “go to” guy when it comes to fishing or foraging for you supper. Guess we’d just have to live on what we had…steak, salad, shrimp, fresh veggies, cheese & crackers, grapes, and Junior Mints.
After my “work stoppage” it was off to the beach, and then a 2 1/2 mile hike up through the forest.
Madrona
Last of the Salmon Run
Twanoh Creek at Hood Canal
Hiking the Forest
We had a wonderful hike. Not surprisingly we didn’t see anyone else the whole day. We got back to camp just as the sun was setting and stoked up the fire. Dave figured he’d try to get the most out of the electricity he was paying for so he fired up everything he owned that had a plug. Soon the back end of his teardrop trailer looked like a mine field of light, heaters, cords, radios…you name it! The rest of the evening was devoted to story time around the fire and taking photos.
The Eurovan
Moonlight on Hood Canal
Susan and I sharing a campfire with our dear friend Dave
Well we survived the frosty night. Susan was actually pretty toasty with her new electric blanket cooking her in her sleeping bag. In the morning Dave joined us in our van for coffee and breakfast, and then it was time to break camp and hit the road. Thanks Dave Duck, see you soon. Kat
Adventures on the West Coast Trail
