Why can’t our trellis look like this?
Rusting away in Neilton, Washington
Neilton is about five miles south of Amanda Park, a small town on the Quinault Indian Reservation. Perhaps the Bookmobile feels at home in Neilton because Amanda Park is the location of Timberland Regional Library’s most remote branch. I wonder how many miles the Bookmobile logged and readers it served in the five-county area before being parked for good.
Bunnies, chicks, eggs, and more
When I posted the Valentine’s Day photo last month I wondered if the next set of decorations would be for St. Patrick’s Day. But instead of seeing shamrocks and leprechauns on a cold, wet bike ride yesterday, I noticed all things Easter (see photo) in the area that I call “holiday woods.” The only thing the Happy Easter message from Hood Canal’s North Shore needs is some warmer weather to go with it.
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Happy Valentine’s Day
Now, I’m wondering what other days that we celebrate rate a display at what could be dubbed “holiday woods.” If we ignore the presidents, the next up is Saint Patrick’s Day. I will check back in late February or early March expecting to see shamrocks. Hopefully by then the weather will be good enough to rate at least a weekly bike ride along the Hood Canal.
Unusual security gates
Great blue herons are regular residents of Mud Bay. By day you see them stalking the mudflats, patiently spearing fish in the shallow water when the tide is out. At night you hear their painful-sounding squawks in response to some threat real or imagined.
The owners of the gates in the photos must also feel that herons are symbolic of their waterfront properties. The top gate is from a home on Rich Passage off Beach Drive in Port Orchard. The exquisite bottom gate secures the driveway to a home on Erland Point in Dyes Inlet. I see the gates frequently as both locations are on regular bike rides. The photos were taken last weekend.
Enforcement depends on the direction you are driving.
Was this motel for real?
I generally watch one scary movie a year. A couple of years ago my movie-critic friend recommended Psycho as that year’s Halloween night movie. As I watched it, I remembered some of the scenes from seeing the movie as a kid. But I must have been in the lobby or hiding under my seat when Janet Leigh, caught in a storm, checks in to the Bates Motel. After watching the movie as an adult, I can answer the question posed in the post’s title this way: No way. Not even if it was the only motel in western Washington with a “Yes” light on.
Looking south toward the 11th and Warren intersection
Are all scrapyards haunted or just this one?
This sounds a lot scarier than Christine, the Stephen King novel and movie about a haunted 1958 Plymouth.
My oldest brother and his wife have fond memories of a backpacking trip we took along the Duckabush River in 1990. They still talk about it. So when their son visited me earlier this month, it was important for him to see the Duckabush. He had heard too much about the river not to go there.
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