Views of Sequim, the Olympic Peninsula. . .and beyond
This plaque is set into the pavement at Waterfront Park in Port Angeles. Entitled “Klallam Creation Story,” it is about one of our local Native American tribe and reads as follows:
“The Klallam tell us how the tribes of the region were created at a place on the Elwha River where there are two big holes in the rock called “coiled baskets.” It is there that the creator bathed and blessed the people.”
This is a view of the Sequim Civic Center that I haven’t shown before. Most of my other shots were taken from the side, back in the days before the plaza in front was completed. This is the view across Sequim Avenue.
And here is a view of the totem pole that resides on the plaza to the right of the city hall, a gift from the Jamestown S’Klallam Tribe, the area’s original residents.
Sunny day on the rebuilt Railroad Bridge.
This summer there is another more-or-less annual canoe journey undertaken by groups representing Northwest tribes from Vancouver Island, B.C. and Washington state. The most northern group from Vancouver Island began their paddle on July 13, stopping each night along the western coast of the island and joining with other canoe groups heading south. Click here to see a map of journey starting and stopping points and layover dates. The journey will end in August in Nisqually at the southern end of Washington’s Puget Sound. It’s a long voyage, testing endurance and showcasing Native pride. Many of the canoes are made in traditional fashion and showcase the beautiful lines of large, seaworthy vessels.
Gale force winds last Friday morning forced some paddlers to trailer their canoes for a leg of the journey from Port Angeles to Jamestown Beach in Sequim where the local S’Klallam Tribe would welcome them. Others braved the journey on the big waters of the Strait of Juan de Fuca. Paddlers headed next to Port Townsend.
Much to my disappointment I had to miss the event. DH took these shots in my absence. Pretty good, no?
Graveyard Spit is a long finger of land that juts south off Dungeness Spit into Dungeness Bay. In September 1868 it got its name after a band of 26 S’Klallam Indians attacked 18 Tsimshian Indians camped on the spit before a planned trip across the Strait of Juan de Fuca. All but one of the Tsimshians were killed and buried on the spit.
I like some of the details on the newly reopened Railroad Bridge.
This panel looks to me almost like something by Frank Lloyd Wright or an Arts and Crafts designer.
We visited the newly repaired Railroad Bridge last Sunday morning. There was lots of traffic on the new trestle.
There were plenty of walkers and furry buds.
Runners blew past.
And lots of bicyclists, too. It was a wintry morning but plenty of people were enjoying the bridge again.