Tuesday, July 12, we went up to Hurricane Ridge first thing and walked the trails pictured in this sign. It was totally glorious.
We saw deer straightaway. They were bold.
My old friend from L.A., Kim Atchley, lives with her family in Poulsbo, across Puget Sound from Seattle. I'd corresponded with her and hoped to get together, but we weren't able to make it happen. She said they love taking the ferry from Bainbridge Island to Seattle, so we did that (driving through Poulsbo on the way, which was such a bummer). The drive to Bainbridge Island was beautiful. The ferry ride was great but so incredibly cold. We did not have enough clothes.
Tiny made a real mess of herself with a Luna Bar.
In Seattle, we walked through Pike Place and saw some fish throwing. Across the street, we saw Three Girls Bakery. Of course because it was named after our girls, Jim had to buy a bunch of pre-dinner treats (which were underwhelming, as bakery treats so often are).
We found the gum wall.
We picked a restaurant at Pike Place for dinner. It was not great.
After Pike Place, we went to Mercer Island to see Aunt Leslie and Uncle Clyde. Their house is incredible - especially the view. Aunt Leslie gave us ice cream bars, lemonade, and other treats, and the girls had fun playing out on the courts below the house. We had a nice visit and then headed out to our hotel.
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