Washington

We pulled into Sekiu just before sunset, almost by accident. After eleven days in Forks hoping that would be our home base, we found out there was a short stay limit and we had to move again. We spent an entire day searching and nothing felt right. Finally, we started looking farther out and that is when this place came up. When they told us they had waterfront sites available, we took a chance. What we found was a working waterfront town that slowly invited us in. At first,

We arrived in Forks after moving five times in twelve days. Astoria, Stringtown, Ilwaco, Aberdeen, each stop shorter than we'd planned, either because sites didn't allow camping where we thought they did or because what looked workable on a map turned out otherwise once we arrived. By the time we found a dispersed camping spot on state land between Forks and La Push, we were ready to stop moving. We thought we'd found our base camp for the month, a place to settle in and expl

After spending four weeks in Montana's pine country, we headed west toward the coast and decided to stop in Packwood, Washington on our way to Astoria, Oregon. What we thought might be a quick overnight turned into ten days. The drive down Skate Creek Road felt like crossing into another world. Ferns got taller, the moss got thicker, and every turn looked like something out of Jurassic Park. We parked beside the creek with no real agenda other than rest. The steady rhythm of