We’re suckers for old forts and Fort Flagler is on an island right next to the mainland where we’re staying. A few bridges and we’re there. We walked the cliff first where the forts were. Placed here to protect shipping through Puget Sound, they were pretty well fortified. Lots of tunnels connecting the gun emplacements - dark, filled with cobwebs and OOOH, what did I step on. Where’s our flashlight? Actually, we had two: Gary’s iPhone had a flashlight and I could shine my camera flash ahead. But - isn’t it more fun to do it in the dark? Hmmm.
We could also see over to Port Townsend where we stayed the last time we were here - on the water where that white house is on the right.
‘Beautiful day’, I said.
‘Yeah, if only I didn’t have to fix all the problems I have.’
OOPS, not a good day. I stopped and he told me all his problems. He’s got them fixed but he had to drive to the RV store twice. Then I asked abut the people on the shore with the buckets and the boots.
‘Ah, they’re Asians, my wife is out there, too. They’re collecting kelp. They dry it and then break it into little pieces. They put them in soups and salads and other foods.’
‘Oh’, I said, ‘how do you like it?’
‘Ummm, it’s a developed taste. I can take a little at a time.’
And, our questions were answered. Ya just gotta ask.
Back to the car through a 2-mile trail through the woods on the cliff. Surrounded by trees, birds chirping and no sounds but the sounds we were making.
Back at the car, we found this bird that sounded like the Hallelujah Chorus all by itself. (How come it’s hard to look up how to spell a word because you don’t know how to spell it?) I kept looking for other birds that were helping him. Nope, none. It was all this little bird.
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