Dear Long Beach Peninsula …

Dear Long Beach Peninsula –

I’m sorry — I misjudged you! Sure I knew you were sandy and perched perfectly on the Pacific Ocean, but I completely underestimated all that you can offer to an adventurous Seattleite. Case(s) in point:

A beautiful afternoon at Waikiki Beach!
A beautiful afternoon at Waikiki Beach!

The food: You’re on the Pacific. You’re surrounded by water. You have Ilwaco at your doorstep and Oysterville in your back yard. You have goat farmers with fresh chevre, bachelor chicken farmers with golden-yolked eggs, cranberry farmers who share their magic with the mixologists at Pickled Fish, dudes in pickups who forage for wild mushrooms, and elk sliders on at least one local menu. I can’t even find an elk slider in Seattle, let alone eat one as the sun sets over the Pacific!

Fresh cranberry cocktails, rockin' music and elk sliders? Hello sunset! :)
Fresh cranberry cocktails, rockin’ music and elk sliders? Hello sunset! 🙂

 

Jimella & Nancy's marsala-prep of wild-foraged mushrooms was to die for!
Jimella & Nancy’s marsala-prep of wild-foraged mushrooms

The views: Everywhere I turned I was literally in awe. Tide flats on Willapa Bay were endless and picturesque. The drive on the east side of the Peninsula reminded me of northern Maine’s Acadia National Park. The western shores’ windswept dunes called out for sunset strolls. Cape Disappointment’s lighthouses were photogenic from every angle. Ilwaco’s fishing boats and buoys had every color of the rainbow!

Nothing here to be disappointed about!
Nothing here to be disappointed about!

 

A quiet morning driving along Willapa Bay
A quiet morning driving along Willapa Bay

The hospitality: Your cities are downright friendly! From the up-in-arms (but hilarious) goat farmer bemoaning bumper crops of kids, to our gracious innkeepers at The Boreas Inn’s Yett Beach House, to Andi Day from the Longbeach Visitors Bureau – every person we came into contact with was warm, friendly and made me want to pull up a chair and stay awhile.

Frolicking in the lawn at the Yett Beach House. Pup's in heaven!
Frolicking in the lawn at the Yett Beach House. Pup’s in heaven!
Dog-daddy at the beach!
Dog-daddy at the beach!

The pup-spitality: Our dogs were welcome in Long Beach! Bartltt and Anjou enjoyed beach walks at Waikiki Beach, trail-hikes to lighthouses, boardwalk strolls through Ilwaco and Long Beach, and were warmly welcomed everywhere we ventured. Yes, we were reminded (while already on-leash) that leash-laws were enforced (more a statement of a bypasser’s fear of our 180-lb. dog, likely), but our pups always felt just as welcome as we were. It didn’t hurt that our beach cabin had a fully fenced yard to keep our two jailbirds safely confined, either!

The drive: Washington is a beautiful state! We were reminded at every turn the beauty and splendor of this magical state. From Mount Rainier vistas, to calm oyster-filled waters of the Willapa Bay, to the winding roads on Highway 6 through farmlands, every minute was a reminder of all that I love about this state of mine.

Thank you, Long Beach Peninsula, for making my stay memorable, and enticing me to come back again soon for storm-watching on the Pacific!

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