Saturday, July 9, 2011
My first stop in was at a state park called Seaquest State Park. This place is one of the stops you should make if your on the way to Mt. Saint Hellens. It's on the 504 which is a cool scenic rout toward the monster volcano. Careful if your on a bike though... it's definitely uphill. As I pull up to the kiosk ready for a quiona dinner and some snoozage the friendly park attendant dropped a bomb on me. The "primitive" site was 12 bucks.
"Shot to the heart and you're to blame,
you give state parks,
a bad name."
My eyes must have grown three times the size but I payed the man and went in the park. The site wasn't bad. It was just off the beaten path a little and the water and restrooms were a little ways away. The worst thing about this site was, though, was the amazing amount of mosquitos. It was incredible. I felt like Dorthy when all the flying monkeys were trying to grab her and all of her friends and take them away to the Wicked Witch's castle. It was so bad that after I made my food I had to retreat to my tent for shelter from the devil vampire creatures. They were poking at me through the screen and I swear I could hear tiny voices cursing and swearing revenge. I think that somehow a few managed to get in because when I woke up the next morning I still had fresh little bites.
Anyway, the next day I made pretty good time one the way to Olympia. A noticeable thing about this part of Washington was the visible clear cutting of the trees. In Oregon you see logging trucks go by, but no real evidence of what's actually going on. In Washington in looks like the forrest got a really bad hair cut with an electric razor. As you ride you see the tall trees then all of a sudden it's open space, over and over. I wasn't really paying attention too much because all I was really thinking about was the shower that awaited me in Olympia.