You are the best friends a girl could have; beautiful, handsome, kind, smart, funny (yadda yadda yadda). So, it is only fitting that we should go to Cape Flattery today; the most northwesterly point of the contiguous United States. It was a long drive along twisty/turny roads that hugged the coast. At various scenic vistas, you could see the outline of Vancouver Island, British Columbia, across the Strait of Juan de Fuca. We passed several small fishing towns within the Makah Indian Reservation and to access the hiking trails, you had to purchase a $10.00 pass from the tribe. It was worth it. The trail was dog friendly because not part of the national park, so Roadie got to go along as did many other dogs, large and small. The trail was narrow and wet and much of it was a wooden path over the forest floor. After going downhill and up for about .7 mile, we arrived at series of vista points high on the cliffs over the wild Pacific Ocean. Below, there were enormous sea caves, the waves endlessly crashing against the cliffs and into the caves, inexorably wearing away the rocks to create arches. In the distance, Tatoosh Island, with its iconic lighthouse, protected the shipping up the Strait of Juan de Fuca. It was truly an awe-inspiring sight.
The forest was moist and green and dark. But, every now and then, a beam of sunlight broke through to spotlight a vignette of lush ferns, draped moss or carpeted trees. The trees themselves were enormous and many had tunnels through them from the decay of the detritus on which they stood. I expected to hear the conch shell alarm call of the lost boys and to see Peter Pan perched high in a tree with Tinker Bell's fairy dust sparkling in the beams of light. This place definitely ignites the imagination.