Before we went to the Port Townsend Aero Museum, here and here, we went to the Spruce Goose Cafe nearby. I’d heard the food was good. I’d heard right.
The decor is all about airplanes: posters, models, framed photographs.
It was a nice day and the deck was full. After they finished their meals several diners walked down to the air field, untethered planes and took off. That’s one way to make an exit.
We camped at Fort Flagler recently. The backdrop of the Olympic Mountains along the shore of Port Townsend Bay is always a beautiful sight. And it’s only an hour from Sequim.
Port Townsend is a great place to find interesting characters. We followed this fellow down a pier, hoping to get a decent shot of him. “How far can he go?” said DH. Then he disappeared down a stairway to a floating dock and climbed into an inflatable boat. A puff boat? How pirate-like is that?
He motored out to a rather nice sailboat anchored out. Never did get a complete shot of his getup which included just about everything except a sword, eye patch, and parrot on his shoulder. The boat is named Free Spirit.
Dane saw my camera and asked if I wanted to take a picture of him. I was trying not to stare too much at the art on his arms so I said, “Can I take pictures of your ink?”
I failed to ask any of the details I’m now wondering. For instance, how long did each one take? How long has he had them? Why’d he choose this one or the other? Where’d he have them done? I think I may have to go back to Home Depot.
Tats are not my thing but some of these were real works of art.
This little girl tried out an all terrain vehicle last weekend at the home show in Port Angeles. You go, girl!
He made it to the top but Mom had to help talk him down.
Neither of these children was quite up to speed as they alternated propping each other up and grabbing on for dear life.