Category Washington

Eaglemount Rockeries in Discovery Bay, WA

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThis is basically the Disneyland of the Pacific Northwest, the lesser-known of the Disney parks.

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI will admit to being disappointed that there wasn’t a dinosaur IN the jail, working on a dinosaur jailbreak.

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAI don’t know what my favorite part is: the painted on clothes, that George Washington is weeping what appears to be a poopy tear, or Roosevelt’s glass glasses. I’ve never seen the real Mount Rushmore but I feel certain this is nearly as majestic.

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OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA   The Eaglemount Rockery was created in the late 1940s/early 1950s as a roadside attraction to lure in passing motorists and encourage them to stay at their cottages. Over the years, their displays have grown, building a bit at a time on the donations left by the public in the wishing well out front. It changed owners in the early 2000s, and they have set themselves to the task of refurbishing the attraction. Visitors are free to wander around the property at their leisure during daylight hours, and it remains free, though we made sure to plunk a donation in the well, because it’s not every day you see a dinosaur jail. We also made sure to keep our distance from the cottages, as I’m certain the last thing anyone wants on their vacation is to look out their window and see a creeper snapping pictures in their direction. The cottages are super-cute, though. We should have stayed there instead of at the Port Townsend Hooker Motel.

Marshwalks in North Creek

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  I recently discovered a that there is a boardwalk leading through some wetlands near my home, and it definitely beats the hell out of walking around the neighborhood, so I’ve been back several times. The boardwalk itself seems well-maintained but still occasionally scary; at this time of year, the entire thing is bone-dry, so there’s less danger of slipping and falling, but sections of it warp, twist, and sway underfoot owing the the foam floats underneath the planks. Even a few steps in, it’s easy to forget that you’re a stone’s throw away from a busy road. It feels like you’re in nature with a capital N. Nature. On a lucky day, there aren’t many other people walking around, the better to hear the rustling of the wind through the grasses, the chirping of birds, the creaking of the boardwalk beneath your feet, and the quick slither of a snake. When other people are stomping through, jogging with their dogs, and having loud discussions, everything scatters away from the boardwalk. But on those quiet days, or even if you hang back to widen the gap between you and everyone else, the wetlands gets back to business.  I’ve seen a few hawks, tons of snakes, two geese and their goslings, butterflies, dragonflies, and once, a nutria. My favorite is watching the marsh wrens alight from cattail to cattail, scattering trails of seed hairs in their wake.  

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