ok this is the last post of our trip to Cape Disappointment.
We had a great time! We really missed going places. Guess we will have to do something about that!
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
Suzi drug, pushed, an pulled me up to the top of the hill in Cape Disappointment State Park. This is the lighthouse where the Columbia River meets the Pacific ocean. Those hills in the distance are Oregon.
Up at the top there are some old WWII bunkers. Interesting side note about the hill. It acutally was an Island back when Lewis and Clark visited. They call it Cape Disappointment due to all the ship wrecks in the area. They put in a manmade spit at the entrance to the Columbia River, and it caused a sand bar to be created, which is now the state park, and campground.
Up at the top there are some old WWII bunkers. Interesting side note about the hill. It acutally was an Island back when Lewis and Clark visited. They call it Cape Disappointment due to all the ship wrecks in the area. They put in a manmade spit at the entrance to the Columbia River, and it caused a sand bar to be created, which is now the state park, and campground.
Funny thing happened while at Cape Disappointment.
We made a fire, had some roasted dogs, and broke out the marshmellows. I made Suzi a couple of roasted mellows, keeping the bag close by my side. When I reached for the bag to get out another mellow, it was gone...
I had heard a noise behind me just before realizing my bag was gone, so I walked to the woods behind me. when I went towards the loan marshmellow on the ground, I was greeted by some very scary sounds, almost like a crazy wild monkey, or better yet, they sounded like the critters from gremlins. As I backed away from the Marshmellow, a racoon came out and grabbed it.
Here are some of the eyes... We saw at least 4 sets.
Scene of the Crime... In the morning we found the empty bag... at least they left us the bread bag...
We got a big laugh out of the whole thing!
We made a fire, had some roasted dogs, and broke out the marshmellows. I made Suzi a couple of roasted mellows, keeping the bag close by my side. When I reached for the bag to get out another mellow, it was gone...
I had heard a noise behind me just before realizing my bag was gone, so I walked to the woods behind me. when I went towards the loan marshmellow on the ground, I was greeted by some very scary sounds, almost like a crazy wild monkey, or better yet, they sounded like the critters from gremlins. As I backed away from the Marshmellow, a racoon came out and grabbed it.
Here are some of the eyes... We saw at least 4 sets.
Scene of the Crime... In the morning we found the empty bag... at least they left us the bread bag...
We got a big laugh out of the whole thing!
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