We spent two days and two nights in the rustic luxury of Kalaloch Lodge on US 101 south of Forks, WA in the Hoh Rain Forest and in the Olympic National Park.
No cell phone coverage. No Internet. No TV. Just the noise of surging wave water on the beach, birds chirping, occasional rain showers, and the creaking of the warming heater.
It was mystical and magical.
On arrival, we were given tide tables and a weather forecast. Our job was to coordinate the two and make it to the low tide beach beyond the ancient and washed up logs when it wasn’t downpouring. Literally, we had to follow a single path carved out of a cliff down and then we had to climb up, over, and around 30 yards of huge old logs to get to the low tide beach. No trails! It was very inspiring to be out beyond the cliffs and logs with only the ocean and horizon in front of us.
Several hours later, of course, our footprints and paths lay under the rising and crashing tide as it once again lapped at the logs.