Started the morning with baby Archer in our bed again, cozy. The problem when camping with a baby arises in the middle of the night when your little one wakes up crying. We would usually wait it out a little at home but at a camp site your baby crying can be heard a few sites away, so to quite him down we bring him to us and usually fall asleep before he does. It’s a good little scam he’s got going.
The temperature at night was perfect for a good nights sleep and we arose to a beautiful morning at Goldstream Provincial Park. Breakfast on the Primus camp-stove this morning was Pancakes, mmm pancakes. Connie pre-measured some mix in Ziploc bags and actually wrote the directions on the bags, pretty clever that one is. It’s a great space reducer compared to traveling with a box of mix that you’ll only use a quarter of.
After packing up we headed into Victoria to meet the nice couple that I bought the Vanagon Westfalia from. They had for got their garage door opener on the visor so I figured they would like it back and it would be fun to see their old Westy.
By the time we made it to meet them we only had a few minutes to chat before rushing out to catch the MV Coho ferry to Washington. We got there with no time to spare, we literally held up the boat while they ran us through customs and squeezed us into the last spot. Karma!
Sailing on the MV Coho was great, unlike a lot of the Ferry’s the Coho allows dogs onto the main decks so our Portuguese Water Dog Zucca didn’t have to stay in the car for the ride. We had lunch on the Ferry and took in the beautiful views as we crossed into America. Feels weird to be completing the Canada part of our road trip, time is flying.
We had no problems with clearing customs with a dog and a baby until they found out we had groceries on board. We had to pull over as a guy went through every food item in the van and confiscated various things. Not only did he take fruit and vegetables but packaged products and our dog food. Weird.
From the Coho Ferry terminal in Port Angeles Washington it was a short drive to one of the entrances at Olympic National Park. We headed up the road to Hurricane ridge which was the unfortunately the only thing we had planned for Olympic park. The drive up the mountain is beautiful but some of the corners are downright scary for someone who doesn’t like heights. By the time we got to the top our Westfalia was exhausted so we decided to take in the scenery and gift shop, love those gift shops.
It was beautiful and the wildlife is so tame they walk only feet away from you. It is definitely worth the drive up. Yes the ride down was more nerve racking, remember the comment about Vanagons brakes a couple of days ago.
After leaving the Port Angeles area we set our sites on Bainbridge Island. When I was looking for our VW Westfalia I joined a mailing list for owners of Vanagons to see if anyone could help me find one. A gentleman from Bainbridge Island reached out to me that was originally from Ontario offering to help if he could. We kept in touch and he offered us a place to camp if we happened to travel through his area. Well it turns out our road trip was going right by his place, sometimes things just work out.
Their property turned out to be 2 beautiful acres near the water and only 10 minutes from the Ferry to Seattle. They turned out to be wonderful people and we chatted for a while before we set up the camper and turned in for the night. This is the most peaceful place we have stayed in the Westfalia yet. Zzzzzz