Day 11: tough times in the twilight zone

as stated on yesterday's post, this one didn't start too hot. After checking with the auto guy in forks, we hauled back to port Angeles to get the brakes fixed. There's actually a fabulous running path if you run east of town right now the ocean. Kate found it, somehow, I convinced myself that it wasn't there. Not many neighborhood connections so I instead ran sidewalks around town. Not a great run.

Didn't get a lot better from here. Rather than haul all the way back out to the coast, we decided to find a camping spot on the east part of the park, bordering the sound. On Saturday. In July. Less than 3 hrs from Seattle. again, I know, I'm in the future as well.

Needless to say, it did not go well. Every single campground was full. National forest campgrounds were full. Mom and pop motels were all booked. Emptied handed, we threw in the towel and decided to cut our losses. **(although it is important to note that we did stumble upon an awesome mountain lake to swim in on one of the dead end campground roads).

Driving towards Seattle was the logical option to get a better start on our time there. We stopped at a nice brew pub for dinner in Olympia. That definitely helped. Kate was very patient as, to put it lightly, I wasn't in the best of moods most of the afternoon. We ended up staying in south Tacoma and setting up plans for our next days in Seattle....and watch Ben dery do the 10:00 news of course. : )