Port Townsend

Since meeting and getting to know Kerri – way back in Jan of this year – she has been telling me about how much she loves Port Townsend, Washington. So much so that we even planned our Alaska trip to return into the lower-48 via Washington just to spend a few weeks here.

Left to right; @Bodeswell_vw, @Malimish_Airstream, Aluminarium.com, & us.

The first week was spent camping at the local Elk’s Lodge with fellow Alaska travelers @Malimish_Airstream and @Bodeswell_vw as well as meeting up with Leigh and Brian of Aluminarium – whom I refer too as my Airstream-parents (although I believe both are younger than me) since they introduced me to all these silver-banana folks. I have not seen Leigh and Brian since we parted ways back in Arizona back in February. We had the run of the place for the majority of the week. Everyone in the group took the time to do a little sharing on IG here, here, here, and here… and so do did I.

As you may have already read, Kerri and I ventured off to visit Hurricane Ridge, Fort Worden, and Dungenous Refuge while based at the Elk’s Lodge. This did not leave a whole lot of activity to do once we moved to the Marina where we spent two two weekends and one work-week camping along to waters edge.

Mid way through the work week my Nephew (Cameron) and his girl (Jacqui) of @_FollowTheWind came all the way from Southern California to pay a visit. It has been two years since Cameron and Jacqui started roaming about in their van, and the entire time we have been just missing each other in our trips. It was a blast to finally get to hang out with them while on the road. A fair share of story-sharing, eating, drinking, and lap-sitting (from Moose of course) took place. The two even got to get out on the water with the kayaks.

Kerri and I had the final few days to ourselves again for a few days of… nothing. We twice visited Soak on the Sound where the warm waters of a private tub worked wonders setting the mood.

A photo posted by Kerri 🌲🌵🌊🇺🇸 (@asolojourner) on Oct 3, 2015 at 8:37am PDT

It was not until the final full day that we got ourselves into the water and paddled out to the Point Wilson Lighthouse which spent each evening winking it’s white and red lights at us.

In the end I found myself liking PT more than I thought I would. While the RV park environment is nothing special, the town is. There are no big-brand shops in town, all are local and unique. From the Rose Theatre where we watched Listen to me Marlon in the Starlight Room on a date-night with Leigh and Brian, to the underground restaurant Cellar Door where we had a fine meal and drinks before walking to Siren’s Pub to have a few more while watching the ships float by in the drizzle and darkness of the night before staggering home together.