Over the weekend a few friends and I took a road trip to Olympic National Park.
This is what I recorded.
We began the trip on an overcast day.
After a few hours on the Interstate 5, we’ve arrived at Coupeville.
We boarded a ferry which took us across the straight onto the Northern Olympic Peninsula.
The ferry was short and quiet.
After a couple more hours drive, we arrived at the entrance of the park.
Rangers greeted us with smiles.
An winding mountain road followed suit.
Along the way, we saw a lot of deers, grazing by the side of the road.
In between the gaps of the fog, there were dense of layers of fir, spruce, and cedar.
We saw snowy mountain peaks just above the fog and trees.
Fog and Mountain.
Yin and Yang.
The peak was called Hurricane Range.
The views here were spectacular.
We understood why it was named so.
The wind was relentless.
There was quite a bit of snow and ice even though it was May.
Later we came down the mountain and saw a clearing. A cabin stood in it. It was a Ranger station.
The ranger suggested we check out Hoh Rain Forest.
A few hours away was this hidden gem.
It was completely different from the mountain top.
In it nature blossomed.
The sheer density of plants and animals were astonishing.
The most interesting area was the Hall of Mosses.
Everything in it was covered with moss.
Mesozoic, I thought.
We heard a rustling behind us.
A deer was grazing only 12 feet away.
I snapped the moment. It stood there for the next minute minding its own business.
We left the forest and went back on the highway.
It took us to a precarious bridge.
Walking across this narrow passage way was a scary experience for some of us.
But the views were fantastic.
We hiked down the hillside onto the beach.
My camera battery had given in by then. Still, it was a great road trip.