vacation picspam, part the second
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ironymaidenpart one is here
so...it turns out my teenaged niece A is a Twilighter. since we were wandering through the area where the books are set, i decided to be a cool aunt and take pictures for her. the effort to attract Twihard dollars is sometimes very clever and sometimes just pathetic. both approaches seem to be working, so more power to all the entrepreneurs scoring during the recession. this was my favorite:
the set is here.
Forks is...familiar to anyone who grew up in an economically depressed rural area. La Push, the Quileute village, is much more appealing to me. it's on a spit of land facing James Island, between Rialto Beach and First Beach (if i understand correctly, First Beach is part of the reservation, but the surrounding beaches are part of the national park although the tribe has hunting/fishing/gathering rights there). i reiterate that we had a great experience as guests of the Quileute Nation and it's a perfect place to stay.
this was the view from our balcony.
i only had to step out the sliding door to take this one.
anyway, sunsets, surfers, and fishing boats were right there while we sipped tea.
our first morning at La Push, i was out of bed before seven and off to scout Second Beach. it can only be reached on foot, from a wooded path over the headland - mom has limited mobility, so i wanted to see if it was something she could walk. no, definitely not. while the trail is relatively easy if you don't have a disability, it's still uphill then downhill with a long series of stairs, followed by a scramble over a wide and ungroomed field of logs. on First Beach there is the occasional path cut with a chainsaw. here, no civilization except for a demure privy on a spur off the main path and a target sign so that you can find the trailhead from the beach. i was the only person there that morning.
it was the new moon, so the tide was way way out and i could walk right up to rocks covered in tidal life.
apparently i was too busy taking pictures to see the otter go by.
so...it turns out my teenaged niece A is a Twilighter. since we were wandering through the area where the books are set, i decided to be a cool aunt and take pictures for her. the effort to attract Twihard dollars is sometimes very clever and sometimes just pathetic. both approaches seem to be working, so more power to all the entrepreneurs scoring during the recession. this was my favorite:
the set is here.
Forks is...familiar to anyone who grew up in an economically depressed rural area. La Push, the Quileute village, is much more appealing to me. it's on a spit of land facing James Island, between Rialto Beach and First Beach (if i understand correctly, First Beach is part of the reservation, but the surrounding beaches are part of the national park although the tribe has hunting/fishing/gathering rights there). i reiterate that we had a great experience as guests of the Quileute Nation and it's a perfect place to stay.
this was the view from our balcony.
i only had to step out the sliding door to take this one.
anyway, sunsets, surfers, and fishing boats were right there while we sipped tea.
our first morning at La Push, i was out of bed before seven and off to scout Second Beach. it can only be reached on foot, from a wooded path over the headland - mom has limited mobility, so i wanted to see if it was something she could walk. no, definitely not. while the trail is relatively easy if you don't have a disability, it's still uphill then downhill with a long series of stairs, followed by a scramble over a wide and ungroomed field of logs. on First Beach there is the occasional path cut with a chainsaw. here, no civilization except for a demure privy on a spur off the main path and a target sign so that you can find the trailhead from the beach. i was the only person there that morning.
it was the new moon, so the tide was way way out and i could walk right up to rocks covered in tidal life.
apparently i was too busy taking pictures to see the otter go by.
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Date: 2009-05-05 07:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-05-05 07:59 pm (UTC)i was continually floored by the view from our rooms.
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