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26. The End of a Trip
Well, we reached the end of our three-day trip around the Olympic Peninsula. The next morning, we would drive six hours back home.
I came away with a different feel of the region I have come to appreciate through a book. I saw first-hand the forests, the rain, and ever-present ocean, that surrounds the peninsula and cradles it gently, while holding its inhabitants hostage between water and mountains.
I would love to go back tomorrow. But onwards we go, to our next adventure. I will leave you with this last image of the evening clouds, looking north-west, where there is nothing but ocean, and sky.

I miss it already.
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25. a) What can you do during a sunset? Nothing. You just stand there and stare.
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25. Sunset
And then, like that, finally the real colours started to show up... it was cold, the wind blowing like crazy, and my fingers numb. But if I could, I would go back tomorrow. I stood there for an hour, and I would do it again tomorrow.
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24. b) The beach was wide, incredibly wide. From the dunes in the back to the edge of the water, it was a long hike. And there were people, lots of them. I saw a young couple, strolling by, not realizing that they were in my picture, and stopping to play with the waves just right in front of me. But I had time. I could wait. But there was one lady who kept on standing still at the far right of my screen, staring at something on the water. I couldn't make it out from where I was, but she came towards me later, telling me that she had been observing a bald eagle eating crab. If you look closely, you can see her, and him.
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24. a) What amazed me the most was the sheer flatness of the beach. Every time a wave would retreat, I was left with a mirror before me, interrupted only with small ripples of the next wave coming from a different direction. I just stood there and stared, and took pictures. The wind, the cold, nothing seemed to bother me. I wanted to stay for ever and watch the waves. But the sun was setting fast, and we were off to the main beach in front of our hotel, to catch the sunset.
I never understood what sort of thing the "Magic Hour" was supposed to be. Now I do.
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24. The Magic Hour
We fought our way through the deer and reached the North Jetty, where we were greeted with dark clouds and an incoming tide. The magic hour had just started, and when I was finally able to stop staring, I took pictures.
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23. Oh deer!
When we finally reached Ocean Shores, it was past 5 pm. The town seemed deserted. We checked into our hotel and then went to dinner. After dinner, we decided to go to the beach to wait for the sunset. On our way there, we noticed that the town wasn't so deserted anymore. There were deer, everywhere. They walked across the streets, into backyards, through the strip mall, like they owned the place. It was quite something.
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22. The Long Road
Yes, we did a lot of driving on this road trip. Unfortunately, when you're on the North American continent, distances are long. For me as European, it's sometimes still daunting how much distance there is between places, and how little can be accomplished without a vehicle.
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21. c) We threw one last look at the beautiful before making our way back to the car. Ruby Beach had been our last planned stop before getting to Ocean Shores, and we had a long drive ahead of us.
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21. b) We wandered up and down the beautiful beach in the warm sun, and somehow, everything was transformed. From the grey of the earlier pictures, everything was now tinged in a bright, beautiful blue. The sound of the waves, the smell of salty air, and the gentle wind made this beautiful place even more magical...
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