September 4-5, 2018
We left North Cascades and set our sights on Whidbey Island Washington. Years ago we took an Alaskan cruise and spent a little time in the Seattle area first, including some hiking on the island. It made the list for a return visit, especially since we can bring the house this time.
Fort Casey State Park
So we get to our destination, Fort Casey State Park, and I whip out my planner to confirm that we’re in site 25. A nice convenient pull-through site with a view of the ferry terminal literally right next door. The high-fivin’ stops when we realize that site 25 has fab views, but no water, power or sewer and there’s not even a dump station in the park. Somehow I neglected to note this important fact and we did not come with a full water tank. In fact we came with very little water. That’s ok, we’ll just fill up the tank at the spigot across the way…. And that’d be a no. The faucet doesn’t have any way to connect a hose. Ok, for the next 3 days we’ll just have to sacrifice and eat out to conserve water. And we came clean, so we’ll just take spit baths.
This is our view of the ferry terminal. It’s a quiet boat and doesn’t honk any horns or make much noise at all. You feel more than hear the pulsing engines when it gets close, but other than that, it’s great. We’re calling it the ferry show.
The next episode is about ready to begin. A new batch of cars, semis and RVs are queued up to get on and we can see some trucks inside ready to get off. They ran this thing like clockwork and we were mesmerized.
The gulls screamed, the crows sqawked and we smelled that brisk salt air. Temps were so nice that we didn’t miss AC at all.
In fact, we thought this was the perfect place, until the fighter jets from the Whidbey Island Naval Air Station started practicing their touch-and-gos. This went on for over and hour and was so loud that I could barely keep up with a phone conversation I was having.
It really was a lovely location looking out on Puget Sound.
Fort Casey is an old fort from the 1890s, and one of three that formed the “triangle of fire” to protect the Puget Sound. A few of the guns are on display, but I was more interested in beach combing. Such fascinating beaches with smooth stones and only a little sand, plus pine cones and mussel shells.
The closest town was Coupeville, a quaint fishing village, good for strolling after dinner.
We discovered the original Seattle’s Best Coffee building, now home to an ice cream joint. Closed, much to Pat’s dismay.
A mint green fishing trawler. I love all things green. Pat thinks it’s been converted to a liveaboard.
The tourist-grabbing sign, and the look back at the shoreline from the Coupeville pier.
In keeping with our factory tour habit, I signed us up months ago to visit Boeing. We were truly enthralled with the Hyundai auto tour in Montgomery, AL and expected this one to be even better.
It was pretty interesting and we enjoyed it, but they didn’t wow us quite like Hyundai. Maybe because the auto tour was free and this one, well, wasn’t. For $50 we were hoping for more. You had to park all your stuff in a locker, so no photos allowed. They did give us one picture made with a green screen in their aviation center, and we got a sneak peek at the very first 777X coming off the manufacturing line. Pat thinks since we’re not the end customer, they don’t work it quite the same way. You might just be convinced to buy a car, but a jetliner isn’t in the budget.
I remembered seeing the the Dream Liners at the Charleston airport back in my project management days with Abbott, so I asked why they were making those particular planes in a second location. “We wanted a more international presence”, says our tour guide. She did say a few other things after seeing the confused look on my face. I don’t know about you, but nothing says “international” like South Carolina.
Anyhoo, we did enjoy the day since we got to drive the rest of the way down Whidbey Island, and put Bitsy on the ferry to Mukilteo and back.
Sunset On The Sound
On our last evening, we strolled around with Jackson at just the right time for my favorite pink and purple sunset shots.
Those cloud formations were amazing and that one fishing boat posed so nicely for me.
The boys enjoying the water view.
A few more with the lovely sky. And Jackson. He gets tired of me stopping so much for photos. If he had more energy, he’d throw a tantrum. Instead I get these doleful looks.
I’ll leave you with one more of the shipping channel.
Will we go back to camp at Fort Casey again one day? The answer is no. After touch-and-gos that lasted after our bedtime one night, we’re against it. But it was definitely worth the two night stay for the views.
Next up: The Olympic Peninsula and fun with friends. See you on the way!