A visit to Hurricane Ridge

We’ve had visitors lately and one of the “must see” places to go is Hurricane Ridge. We visited two weeks ago. The wildflowers were so breathtaking it wouldn’t have been surprising to see Julie Andrews cresting the hill singing, “The hills are alive with the sound of m-u-u-u-u-sic.”

I’d brought along my camera bag but with the hubub of organizing our small group, well. . .one lens made it and the camera stayed home, hiding under a hat. So here is a view, taken a week later. The lupine are still there but the great swath of avalanche lilies was much diminished. This view is looking north. Below is Port Angeles and beyond is the Strait of Juan de Fuca.

We went to Hurricane Ridge a second time last Saturday. The camera made it this trip. It was a sunny day. A weekend. And it’s August. Suffice it to say we were not alone.

9 thoughts on “A visit to Hurricane Ridge”

  1. thats so very beautiful… and i love the purple, ofcourse..
    funny that you left your camera under a hat… ! i recently thought i had lost a lens. couldnt find it for nearly a month and was sooo sad.. then suddenly i found it in a bag with the empty cans we needed to bring to the store..

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