Neah Bay–the farthest corner

The sun finally came out and we took off! Our plan was to drive out to Neah Bay which is the most north western corner of the lower 48.

I packed a lunch and off we went. Our first stop was the little town of Joyce Washington (population – too small to list). We went into this neat little store and had a great time investigating all the nooks and crannies. In one corner there was an assortment of nuts and bolts sharing the spot with ice cream toppings. The plumbing supplies shared the shelf with the dishes. Paperback books were $1.75 and rubber duckies were 50 cents. We bought a post card from Joyce to send to Lee’s sister-in-law Joyce and then we drove over to the Blackberry Café. I had packed us a lunch, but who can pass up blackberries? I had a salad with blackberry vinaigrette and a blackberry scone followed by blackberry cobbler! Yum. Lee had a hamburger and the blackberry cobbler.

From there highway 112 followed the Juan de Fuca Strait. Across form the strait is Canada!

The tiny town of Seiku is popular with campers and fishermen.

Once we reached Neah Bay we were on the Indian Reservation of the Makah Indians.  Our first stop was the Makah Cultural Museum. Photos were not allowed, but if you are ever in the area in the museum is well worth the stop.

The Makah Indians have always made their living from the ocean.

Leaving the town we headed further toward the point.

Once we arrived and parked we headed down the trail.

With the tremendous amounts of rain and the fertile soil, the growth of the trees is always fascinating.

Sometimes the path was dirt with roots, sometimes boardwalk, and sometimes tree stumps.

When we finally arrived the views were fabulous.

Returning home we took a different route and went by Crescent Lake, a part of the Olympic National Park. We stopped here and ate the packed lunch for our dinner.

Another beautiful day! See the blue skies!