This is a view from a trail we walk nearly every day. On grey days it’s hidden behind clouds. When it’s clear like this there’s nothing better.
Category: Dungeness
Just one more
Please stand by
Those of a certain age may remember this phrase. When broadcast television had a case of technical indigestion the words “Please Stand By” would appear on the screen, often with a field of black and white fuzz as background.
No technical difficulties here. I goofed around with Photoshop and decided to share the results. There’ll be one more tomorrow and then we’ll return to regular broadcasting.
Don’t blink
Here comes de Dung!
The annual “Tour de Dung” bicycle races were yesterday. It’s “Dung” as in “Dungeness,” the region in Sequim where the racers ride each year. If the weather could have been better I can’t imagine how; it was a cool, beautiful day.
I took fewer photos than in past years. Other projects called. I had fun with some shots; I’ll show those to you tomorrow.
Additional races are scheduled for next Saturday. I may check it out then, too. It’s one of my favorite local events and I love settling down for a front row seat.
Locals: Keep a lookout for riders next Saturday and drive with care.
Winter transformation
Not much left
This is about all that’s left of the 3 Crabs Restaurant, once a local institution. It was one of those seafood joints that earned a place on the map, especially for tourists coming to the Olympic Peninsula. It was open for nearly 60 years until it was sold in 2012 to the Washington Department of Fish and Wildlife for wetlands restoration. The 3 Crabs sat on a very nice 52-acre parcel. It is at the shoreline of Dungeness Bay, just beyond the line of shrubbery in the distance.
A sidewalk into the restaurant still slices across the land, going nowhere. And there is a line of risers, probably for the septic system. These and the foundation shown here will eventually be excavated and removed.
This is what it looked like shortly after it shuttered for good. The sign is gone from the front of the building. I suspect it was sold to a souvenir hunter with fond memories of the place.