Not that we usually make a big deal about our own birthdays, but (I was reminded) a piece of cake might have been nice :-)
We did however make the effort to find a spot for birthday fishing.....nope. And not a subtle negative either. Instead of just no fish biting or some no fishing signs, every access we went to was closed with locked gates and several ways of saying no.
|Today the only sign that matters is the No Trespassing one|
|I love these feathery flowers. But they aren't fish.|
The fire danger, and the reduced fish population due to the warm water, means Washington is very serious about denying public access to many places. It's smart, we get it, the timing really sucks.
No cake, no fish. Sorry honey....
How about an island? Kinda cool, who else gets an island (visit) on their birthday. Only very special people. Sometimes I try too hard.....
En route we saw the small towns of Chimacum and Port Hadlock. Very different with open pastureland and lots of small farms. Known as the "bread basket of the Olympic Peninsula" it is a lovely little area.
Indian Island is home to the Naval Magazine, a facility for "munitions handling". The couple miles of tall fence with shiny razor wire really kill the island vibe, but the blue water of the bay is very pretty on the other side of the road. Look at that side.
A small land link connects Indian Island to Marrowstone Island, the home of Fort Flagler State Park. Like the other military-installation-turned-family-vacation-destination forts we've seen, Fort Flagler has large open parade grounds with several restored buildings. Here you can rent the Hospital Steward's house, the Waterway house, or one of several non-commissioned officers' quarters. You can also be a work-kamper - there were five FHU sites next to a couple of the larger buildings filled with motorhomes and 5ers set up for long stays.
|Large vacation home. At a fort.|
|With a sweet view|
Lots of families at the fort, none on the beach. Several folks fishing though.
|At the water|
|On the water|
|In the water|
|No idea what these weird little things are. A few remaining pink flowers on the same bush......|
|Mortar pads at Battery Bankhead, Fort Flagler|
|Rooms are identified for oil, tools, munitions|
|Can't imagine how heavy the whole chain would be|
Let's go back to Port Townsend and have a nice lunch!
We haven't had pizza in months so that will be a great treat. Pizza is a pie. Pie is almost cake. Still trying here.
One would think that a place called Waterfront Pizza would be on the water. Well it is technically right on the port. There's water on the back side of the restaurant. You just can't see it.
But the smell of the pizza is so amazing that we grab a table overlooking the main street, and opt for people watching over water views. The pizza was delicious! The Arnold Palmer (half lemonade, half iced tea) was definitely different :-)
|Lemonade with a tea back|
|Gotta love a place with a unicorn head on the wall. An inflatable unicorn head.|
I got myself a shirt. Nothing for him.
He's probably checking dating sites on the internet.
Being a wonderful husband he suggests a raincheck on the cake.
It rains the whole next day.
Love you Baby, I promise next year's birthday will be all about you :-))))
|Beautiful downtown Port Townsend|