It wouldn't be Labor Day without a trip to your local park. Fortunately for us that means Olympic National Park's Hurricane Ridge. We see it peek out of the clouds every other day or so but today it was shining and calling us to come visit.
"Hang on. I'm having a deep thought."
"See Momma, that's the pothole I fell into. And you just laughed at me"
"I wonder if this side of the trail has fewer potholes?"
"I don't get it. The great view is supposed to be behind us where we can't see it?"
No, we walked from down there. Why are you telling me that's our house behind us?"
"I'm gonna be a park ranger someday.... On Crazy Monkey Island. Bananas Rock!"
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