Mt. Baker's here, as is a certain species of tree that lives, I'm told, only right on the coast. A sinful breed, it seems, who sheds its bark to reveal a sinewy red wood that's probably the closest thing I've posted to nudity. Look only at your peril. Go ahead and chance one eye.
I took only a little camera along, figuring I wouldn't really get time to do much shooting. I was wrong. With one of my big horses, I could have pulled this bald eagle into view, but all I could get was something from considerable distance.
It's an awesome world here on the coast of the Sound. It's hard to disagree with these coffee drinkers in the Pac Northwest--there aren't many more beautiful places on earth, methinks.
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Those trees (called Madronas) always remind me of a badly peeling sunburn. I suppose that isn't very poetic, but there it is.
And, thanks to the months and months and months of drizzle during the rest of the year, the Pacific Northwest, flanked as it is by the water and the snow-capped Cascades, is about as lush and picturesque as summer can be. You just might need to find a camera shop where you can lease a "big horse" during the rest of your stay.
Enjoy!
Man, I really wanted to hear you speak at this conference, but we leave for Wisconsin on Monday. I hope you have a blessed experience!
The Makah tribe has a celebration of boats coming on to their reservation on the 16th of this month. They are like the Madronas of the Northwest.
Your little camera did a superb job. The trees are truly awesome, and, how do the new sandals fit?
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