DAY TWO

Day Two was spent at Lake Quinault's Rainforest (C).

We told The Princess that the Rainforests at Lake Quinault get 12 feet of rain each year. That's like standing Mr. Right on top of Mr. Right's head. In Provo (since everything gets compared to Provo) the water would only come up to Mr. Right's mid-calf.

There are several very extremely large conifers at Lake Quinault. You have to hike to most of them. This one was an easy stroll to. . .

The arrow is pointing to a teeny-tiny Mr. Right so that you can understand the spaciousness of this giant.

You don't sound impressed.

OK, so what about this?

Next we did some mild hiking. . .

And then some even mildly grueling hiking. . .

to view this magnificent wonder . . .

The largest Cedar in the world and the largest tree outside California.

That evening. Exactly at dinner time. As we began to drive back to Pacific Beach, Mr. Right said, "Ah we can wait to eat. These restaurants are all too touristy."

I'm going to inform you right now, if you ever visit Lake Quinault, ignore your spouse and feed your children at the first place available. Even our dear friend Maggie could not direct us to a restaurant Point of Interest within a 30 mile radius.

Not quite true.

Amid our children's groans of hunger Maggie directed us to a number of restaurants. They just all happened to be out of business.

One location even had a sign in front of it's closed and faded blue, weed covered, run down facade, "Albrechts Burger Bar. Call in advance."

We hungrily concluded they meant months in advance.

Conclusion?

The best place to eat at Lake Quinault is 45 minutes away.

In Pacific Beach.