Weather was pretty nasty for the first PCA-OPR big tour of the year, so I did not expect much of a turnout. We did end up with a pretty decent group of cars though, basically all 911 varients (a pair of 996's, a turbo and a handfull of 911/964 varieties including a sweet black RSA).
Leaving Barnes & Noble books (first meetup point of the day) we headed north to Poulsbo where we'd meet a couple more cars (pair of 944s). Weather was still nasty, raining high wind and just plain uncooperative. Which really was a drag since I'd planned on doing some hiking with my companion after brunch. Not all hope was lost since we were heading into the part of the PNW that is largely shadowed from rain by the might Olympic Mountains.
Crossing the floating bridge on the Hood Canal was in experience. Water on the south side of the bridge was horendous. Not quite breaking onto the bridge deck but the fact they did not close the bridge was a shock to me. We tried to get a photograph of it but by the time we got the camera out of the bag it was too late.
Once on west side of the Olympic Penninsula, we headed north towards Port Hadlock, Port Ludlow and Port Townsend (turing off just before PT), returning back down the highway to 101 and finally out to the 7 Cedars Casino in Sequim.
Brunch was pretty decent. Had a nice conversation with the people at our table, and a tasty desert. I could tell my partner in crime was getting anxious to hit the road so we said our goodbyes and headed west. Way west.
Our first stop was at the Olympic National Park headquarters to see if Hurricane Ridge was open for hiking, but the signs said chains recommended at the top. Frankly I've driving my Porsche in the snow, on ice, and it does pretty good with the weight over the drive wheels but... not something I wanted to do on *this* trip so we agreed to cancel that plan.
All was not lost. Further west we headed (even got lost for a bit.. doh) to Storm King along Lake Cresscent. Sadly weather was not cooperating again. After a breif stop along the lake, we packed it in and started heading home. It had been a pretty big day already, and we had 90 miles to home so east we headed.
Discussion turned again to food (it had been nearly 6 hours since we'd eaten. It did not take much for some agreement was reached on finding a new place to eat in Port Townsend (mentioning an ice cream shop I know on the water, seemed to grease the skids). So north we headed to the top of the penninsula and what turned out to be a nice dinner on the water at 'Fins'.
We returned home at approximatly 9:00pm. I bid my friend farewell and headed home to write this blog. Only a couple of photos were taken by myself, neither of which very good so I'll spare everyone the trouble of posting them.
Until next time....
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