Monday Sunshine

Before I give you the scoop about Monday's journey, I *need* to supply you with the clue(s) for the locale we visisted Sunday when Meg took us to see Bill and Carol, her friends. Here's the clue: This area was settled by Icelandic Explorers in the early 1800's--Clue #2: The US gave Canada a little part of Ontario, in exchange for this "jog" of land. The question is: Who got the better deal?? I'll be anxious to see if you do *your* homework!

Now, on to the the next day. We did travel through Washington state for the biggest part of the day, after spending the night in Bellingham--okay, I could back-space and make you guess where we stayed, but the truth--I can't think of a good clue for you so you're off the hook. Besides, I was so tired by the time we got off the road on Sunday that my brain just wouldn't allow anymore information in, sad to say.

In the early part of the day, the landscape was rolling hills, farmland and small town signs posted along the highway. I kept asking, "When do I get to stick my toes in the Pacific?" Plus, as the lay of the land changed and we were driving through mountains again, my eyes were too busy trying to see what was around the next bend. It was breath-taking to just look up at the cliffs to our right and then to our left, with me hanging on tight while Arend negotiated some of those wild and wolly curves. I can't tell you the state we ended up in without giving everything away so here's your clue: the quaint ocean town was dubbed, "The gateway to the ------ Dunes". The high point of the day, I will tell you, was when I could dip my little Maritime toes (and size 5 feet) in the mighty Pacific for the very first time in my almost 54 years on this earth (check out the pics). I was yelling so hard you might have even picked up a few sound waves where you are. Arend captured the sunset, complete with gulls and white-caps. I thought I'd died and gone to Heaven, the aura of that place was so spiritual--again, check the pics. Of course, you can never capture *being there* on camera, but you can sort of see what I mean.

I think I'll stop here--it's almost time for brain *meltdown* again. We've had a late supper and now my body just wants to curl up in the horizontal position.
Please drop by again for more of our travel tales and *scenery*, the likes you might see in a national travel magazine. Blessings, Barb