To Coupeville and Back

Fort Casey

Being 1,800 miles away from home, Andy offered (or did I just say I was going??) to take me to his parent’s house for Mother’s Day.  After lunch and a visit with my wonderful second family, we visited Fort Casey down by the ferry terminal in Coupeville, Washington.   My belly full with a half a pound of the best filet mignon I’ve ever had, I wasn’t in the most energetic of moods. But, determined to work off the food and get a little exercise, I toughed it out and got a few photos.

I’m excited about this next weekend!  Archbishop Desmond Tutu will be in Tacoma, Washington, and I’m going to hear him speak live for the first and probably last time in my life.  It’s not likely that I’ll be able to get any photos at the event, but I’ll be spending the weekend in Seattle, so I’m hoping to fit in some good street photography.  Keeping my fingers and toes crossed, hoping for sunshine!  (A huge novelty in the Pacific Northwest these days!)

Fort Casey in Color

Stopping to smell the dandilions


We spotted a shipwreck on the way home. I liked the details more than the entire ship.


I almost stepped on this little guy...

Happy New Year!

The journey through Coupeville, Washington ends with this unidentified object.  It appeared to be combination of crab and  beach stones, fused together to create some sort of festive pier decoration.   It was so ugly, it was beautiful!

I started my photo blog last March on Blogspot, which was dedicated to images from my cell phone.  The daily photo challenged me to look at the world in new and unique ways.   By August, though, the cell phone idea got old, and I decided to move over to WordPress  and revamp the blog concept to include images from not only my camera phone, but my Nikon point and shoot, and the borrowed Canon 40d.   I’ve had the great pleasure of meeting a lot of talented photographers and writers through this forum, which has made the last half of 2010 very rewarding.   I’d like to wish all of you a very Happy New Year!  May you be blessed with new vision and sense of excitement about what 2011 holds!

Driftwood Alley

I felt like I was missing a limb today.  We had sleet, snow, hail, rain, and the most beautiful skies I have ever seen….and me without my camera to capture the Skagit Valley weather!  By the time I made it home from work, it was dark and uninteresting.     

So instead, my photo journey through Coupeville, Washington continues….which isn’t a bad thing because I love this “driftwood alley”.  But, if you could have seen the skies today?!  Wow. 

It all happened so fast

Between the piles of the Coupeville Pier, seagulls were swimming back and forth.  I got plenty of pictures of that, but then one took flight.  If I hadn’t already been in the process of putting my camera away, I could have gotten more shots.  Sometimes good moments happen too fast!  I am happy with this one, though.

Embracing My Inner Viking

Yesterday was good in a way that I can’t express very well with words.   Home has been this transient term for me the past 10 years as I have  traveled and moved, formed and dissolved relationships.  Family best describes people who are always 1,800 miles away.  As much as I love Bellingham, Washington I often feel like a tree that was uprooted and never properly replanted.   I still blame my wandering spirit on my Viking heritage.  Hopefully one day I’ll be able to settle down.

When my brother Chris, his wife Jess, and my 5 year-old niece Ella came to visit this week, it rekindled that desire I secretly have for family.   It’s fascinating to see Chris’s outgoing, adventurous spirit in his own daughter, who warmed up to me quickly and beautifully articulated all of her own thoughts about the world.    She tugs on my heartstrings, and I feel almost a little guilty about chosing to move so far away.   Of course, being in my early 20’s when I moved, I didn’t have the necessary foresight to anticipate future attachments to children who didn’t yet exist.  Perhaps I’ll need to start budgeting for more trips home each year.  

Here are some photos from our adventure to Port Townsend yesterday.   

 Jess and Ella admire the scenery at Deception Pass.

We missed the first ferry from Coupeville to Port Townsend by minutes due to poor time management at Deception Pass.   However, this gave us the opportunity to sit and chat in the little cafe across the street for an hour and enjoy lunch.

We did eventually arrive in Port Townsend and walked the beach with the intent of visiting the lighthouse.  Ella asked me to carry her new friends in my pocket, which she found on the walk.  Unfortunately, these little creatures didn’t make it back home. 

Ella and I took a slight detour to play in the sand next to this old boat.

I turn the camera on myself in a lighthouse window.

Terrifying ghost at Fort Worden!

The wind picked up by the time we got to the lighthouse, and our feet were hurting.   Since we had walked all the way there, we had no choice but to walk back in the cold with our aching limbs.  But…Jess managed to score us a ride!  It’s a good thing because if we’d missed the 6:45 ferry, we wouldn’t have made it home last night. 

The captain almost cancelled our trip back to Coupeville due to hazardous conditions, and the late ferry was probably a no go.   I’ve never been tossed around in the ferry like we were on that trip!  The high winds made for some big waves.  I decided to embrace my Viking heritage and stand out front with my brother and brave little niece watching the waves break over the side and drenching the lower deck.  

What a day!  I miss my family already!