Thursday, September 10, 2009

Free bird.

I spent some time on the Olympic Peninsula over the holiday weekend visiting Tyson. Its amazing how at peace I feel the moment the ferry pulls away from the pier. Its like an instant moment of decompression knowing I'm heading out to a place that's so beautiful and so much slower-paced than the city.

We didn't have any real plans. We made dinner. Watched some college football. Made a fire with some of Tyson's forest pals. And worked on the lovely Cornhole set that Tyson is building for my birthday party coming up in October. Sweetie.

On Monday we took a little moto ride through the teeny town of Quilcene. I'm sure we didn't exceed 30mph, but it was absolutely the greatest feeling to zip along country roads with the wind whipping through my hair and the leaves nothing more than a orange haze as we passed by.

At one point we pulled off near a bridge and peered over the edge into the river moving below. Sure enough, a hundred or more giant salmon were fighting the current in an attempt to lay some eggs and procreate. We probably sat and watched for over an hour, and for some reason it never got old. I realize that I'm cheesy in every way possible, but there was something so magical about being so far away, out on the peninsula, in a teeny town, just watching one the coolest natural wonders the Pacific Northwest has to offer. I loved it. I love fall. I love Tyson. And I feel really happy and excited about life and for so many things coming up in the next few months.

1 comment:

tracymik said...

Oooh...sounds magical. Glad you two had a good time! Outside of the Ballard Locks, I have yet to see salmon swim upstream. It's definitely something I'd like to see.