a pacific northwest weekend

saturday
We met Christy's friend Sarah on the Bainbridge ferry on our way to this cool farmhouse restaurant in middle of nowhere but a touch east of Poulsbo. They apparently only serve breakfast on the first Saturday of the month so if you're hankering for some breakfast vittles, put it on the calendar in advance.

Since we dropped a ridiculous amount of money on our ferry toll, we decided to cruise around the west side of the sound for a bit after breakfast, just to get our money's worth. We stopped by Port Gamble and then hopped over the Hood Canal Bridge and watched the storm blow through from Shine Tidelands State Park.



After that, we ran up to Point No Point (anyone know why they call it that, post a comment please and thanks!) to check out the lighthouse and play on the beach.


If you look to the right of the lighthouse directly above the big rock, you can just see three coasties flying in formation heading towards Seattle. We had never seen three of 'em flying at once and hoped that they weren't responding to some disaster that required three helicopters.




The last we saw of this kite is was augering into the ocean at the speed of sound. Flying a kite in 30 knot wind takes a special kind of skill apparently.


How cool is this house?

sunday
Sunday we finally got around to christening Christy's shiny new snowshoes. Given the amount of avalanche deaths this year (9 so far in western Washington!!), we decided we take it easy and play around the flatlands of Gold Creek, far away from big heavy slabs of mountainside snow.


Whoosh.




Here's a shot of Christy not falling down. Good job!


Oops. Spoke too soon.




We're laughing because I almost fell over taking this picture.