Olympic National Park

The Hoh Rainforest – where everything is covered in moss

First Beach at Sunset

We left Victoria early in the morning and took the ferry to Port Angeles, Washington, on the Northern end of the Olympic peninsula.  We stopped for a quick lunch and a coffee, and then headed West to Olympic National Park.

The West side of the park is pretty remote – there is barely a gas station to speak of, and it’s a good 4-5 hour drive from Seattle, making it inaccessible for a day trip.  There is one small town, though.  Forks, WA.  Which, we learned, is the setting for the Twilight series.  When we drove through, they had a big banner that read “Welcome to Stephanie Meyer Appreciation Day!”.  We didn’t see a parade or anything, though.

We made our way down to our planned oceanside campsite, but when we arrived, there were warnings posted about a black bear that had been coming into the campsite.  Nope, not for us.  So we instead drove North to the Hoh Rainforest park entrance, and up the 12 mile park road to the Hoh Campground.

Once we arrived, we realized we’d forgotten to get groceries.  All we really had left was soup and cheese quesadilla materials.  And we were probably an hour from the nearest store.  So we had cheese quesadillas for dinner, cheese quesadillas for breakfast, peanut butter and jelly quesadillas for lunch, and then we couldn’t take it anymore and drove to Forks to get some salad mix for dinner the next night.

We spent 2 nights in all at the Hoh Campground.  Our first day in the park, we did a nice 5 mile hike in the Hoh Rainforest.  The Hoh Rainforest is a pretty interesting place.  It’s one of the largest temperate rainforests on the continent, and EVERYTHING is covered in moss.  It hangs from the trees and lies on the ground, and pushes up near the banks of the Hoh River.  It’s very beautiful.  We also got extremely lucky with the weather – sunny skies and temperatures in the 70s.

After our hike in the woods, we decided we wanted to see a sunset on the coast.  A park ranger pointed us toward First Beach, which was about an hour drive and a 1 mile hike away.  It was totally worth it – the beach was fairly remote, framed by bluffs, with a natural arch and sea stacks all around.  We took our salad mix with us for a picnic dinner on the beach.

The next morning, we got up very early in order to do a big hike on the East side of the park, with views of the Puget Sound and the Cascade volcanoes.  We drove back the way we came – through Forks and Port Angeles.  Forks still had that “Stephanie Meyer Appreciation Day” banner up – apparently every day in Forks is Stephanie Meyer Appreciation Day.  Eventually we came to a series of winding, one lane dirt roads leading directly up the side of a mountain to the trailhead.

When we arrived at the trailhead, two things happened.  First, the air was so thick with smoke we could smell it.  Apparently there was a large forest fire on the Eastern side of the Cascades, and the smoke was being sucked into the Puget Sound area.  It killed any views we might get from the top, and we weren’t too keen on breathing lungfulls of smoke for 4 hours, either.

But none of that mattered, because of the second thing that happened.  The trail was closed due to ‘aggressive mountain goat activity’.  There were ranger postings from early June saying that the deep winter snowpack had reduced the local mountain goat habitat, and they had been hanging out on the trail.  They were apparently approaching hikers aggressively to defend their food supply.  But it had been a month and a half since the trail closure, and all the snow was gone!  Why was it still closed?  We got out of the car to read the full ranger report, wandered around the trailhead area, and discussed whether or not we should just go ahead and do the hike.  And then, all of the sudden, we heard hoofbeats scrambling up the mountainside.  Aggressive mountain goats!  We both sprinted for the car and immediately drove out of there.  Screw that hike.

We drove to Tacoma and did a mountain bike ride in a local park instead.