August 24th: To complete the planned coastal journey - we went to Forks this morning; Holland has never been there, and he wanted to see it. So, we went … then I drove him to La Push to see the ocean from that point of view; and to see the giant rock "guardians" standing strong and tall against the turbulent ocean surges. We passed on pushing further to Neah Bay.
Today was Holland's Day: he was the passenger, and I was his chauffer.
I didn't get too dolled up because ocean weather is misty, and windy - so, casual wear was the tone of the day. But since we would be out in the public, I did put a little toned-down glitter on my eyes ;-)
Forks wasn't as {back country} as Holland had expected. I had tried to prepare him, but he was still surprised it wasn't more woodsy.
I was surprised when we got to La Push: last time I had been there was in the summer of 2017 … mere weeks before Bob ended up in the hospital fighting for his life. We had taken our little grandson to Sequim-WA to see the animals at the wildlife park, there - and we made a side trip to La Push because Bob had always wanted to go there. At that time, it was a pretty primitive place - the kind of "woodsy" I knew Holland would appreciate.
It has come a long way since that summer of 2017!
La Push was a shock to my senses. I'm still reeling from all the major changes. I'm sure the changes are good for the people that live there, but all those changes seriously affect the raw beauty that was there before the "upscale" renovations took over.
Now, it's just another tourist trap community on the water - all because of an aimless asinine movie :-(
On our way back home, I pulled over in a couple turn outs along the highway that had ocean views. Holland likes the ocean.
While we were looking through the binoculars at the lighthouse atop a huge rock in the middle of the ocean, a couple in an older RV Coach were also sight-seeing, and the woman struck up a conversation with Holland about a bald eagle sitting on the top of an evergreen, looking out over the ocean.
That convo led to more conversation, and I asked her what her name was. She said, "Val". I said, "I'm Val, too." She said, "No way!" And I said, "Yeah; 'way'." We started laughing and sharing life stories; she was a gas :-)
When we stopped laughing and yacking, we got back in the truck … and Bleu was surprised when he got a spanking from the gentle King because he'd been a bad little dog after Holland had put him in the truck :-(
And I let Holland spank him (he was gentle) because Bleu deserved it. He cannot be allowed to be destructive when he is out of sight, and in a snit.
All in all, today was a good day: even with the unexpected surprises :-)
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