We loved this place and would plan a future visit here in a blink!
We ended up at the Point Hudson Resort Marina & RV Park in Port Townsend because the other places we really wanted to stay were all booked. Good for us! Maybe things do work out the way they are supposed to?
Even though this was one of the most expensive sites we stayed at, it provided a great view of Port Townsend Bay and was just a few blocks walk from the center of the village and the waterfront shops.
The drive from here to Olympic National Park was about an hour and a half, not too bad, but long enough to make us try to get in all the sights we wanted to see within a single day. Packed our hiking gear, lunches and extra water and headed out through the early morning fog. When we arrived at the park entrance, not far from the coast, the fog was still socked in heavy. The Ranger at the entrance gate let us know that the sun was shining brightly at the top of the park road, based on the camera he had inside the gatehouse.
Encouraged, we made the 17-mile drive up the park road from sea level at Port Angeles to Hurricane Ridge at more than 5,000’ above. A steep road with many switchbacks and vista points to look out across the Strait of Juan de Fuca to Vancouver Island, Canada. Unfortunately, on our way up, the fog was so thick, we didn’t see much of anything until we got almost all the way to the top.
What a reward! Once we got above the fog and clouds, what a beautiful view. Remember the Sound of Music with Julie Andrews singing ‘the hills are alive with the sound of music…’ and the view of the meadows…that is the closest image I can share with you to explain what was waiting for us when we got to Hurricane Ridge. Stunning!
We hiked the Hurricane Hill Trail for views of Mount Olympus and the sentinels of the eastern Olympics, across the sound to Victoria Island, Mount Baker to the northeast and the jagged peaks of North Cascades National Park. Down the ridge from our vantage point at the top, we got to watch, from a safe distance, a black bear take a swim in a lake.
The pictures can tell you the rest of the story.
We merely scratched the surface of Olympic National Park while exploring the Hurricane Ridge area. This park was established on June 29, 1938 and covers 922,651 acres in the upper-most reaches of the Pacific Northwest. Two places we would like to explore further if we ever get back this way would be the grand temperate How Rain Forest in the western section of this park and the undeveloped stretches of wilderness beach on the Pacific. If this area is of interest to you, make reservations at the Kalaloch Lodge (the only accommodations in that area of the park) well in advance of your planned visit. Regretfully, this is something we didn’t do early enough to get a room.
There was much more to our Port Townsend visit beyond our stop at Olympic National Park. The Port Townsend Jazz Festival was happening while we were in town so we got to attend one night at the McCurdy Pavilion. Great show at an interesting venue, an old dirigible hanger once used as part of the national defense system.
We had a great time hangin’ out in town, too. Artsy place where street musicians entertain the tourists and there are some wonderful homes to admire.