Hurricane Ridge 

Lake’s first national park: Olympic National Park. How fitting since both Mummy and Daddy herald from the Olympic Peninsula. He did an amazing job traveling across on the Bremerton ferry and then up to Hurricane Ridge. We felt the chilly late Summer mountain wind, the bright intense sunlight, smelled the fresh pine air and saw the requisite deer. We offered Lake the full Hurricane Ridge experience. We are here with Nana’s ladies’ hiking group, so tonight Lake had 35 ladies doting on him during the group’s dinner. 

More adventures on the agenda for the next few days!

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