Dawn's Digression.
Wednesday, September 11, 2002
I think I'll do a litte more vacation coverage.
On Wednesday, after we stopped in Clallam Bay, we drove on to Lake Ozette. It was meant as a 9 mile hike. The first 3 miles were plank, then beach walking, and after that I have no idea because we turned it into a 6 mile hike. After walking on the beach for just a few minutes we figured out we did NOT want to walk 3 miles. First of all, it really stunk right there. I think that was the only part of the ocean I saw while I was out there that smelled bad. It was rank, so we decided just to go back the way we came for a total of 6 miles. We realized before we even completed the first 3 miles that we had to pee. We didn't think it was a big deal, because the map showed a ranger station, and the first ranger station had a bathroom. But when we got to the beach, the 'ranger station' (and I use that term loosely) looked to be a tarp underneath some trees. I could not imagine walking another 6 miles while I had to pee. And yes, I'm aware one can pee in the woods. But you couldn't really get off the path and crawl back into the forest. It was extremely thick. Sorry, not doing it.
Now for what I know you really want. The cabin.
After we finished the walk, we made our hour drive back to Forks and to the cabin we were supposed to stay in the first night. The thought did cross our minds that once again they might have booked it, but it wasn't so. The cabin doesn't look all that bad in the pictures, I guess, but I was mortified. Right where we stepped into the cabin, the floor was wood. Look by front of the door. Isn't that awful? The 'curtain' is a bed spread they threw over the curtain rod. And look at that bedspread. Disgusting. The refrigerator was ooooold.
But the clincher is the bathroom. It's hard to tell from the picture, but when they put up the bathroom door, all they did was put in a door frame. They did not put sheetrock between the frame and the ceiling. So, there was a big gap between the door and the ceiling. On top of that, the bathroom door didn't close. Oh. Did I mention the front door wouldn't lock from the outside? So if we left, we had to leave it unlocked. The bathroom floor was wood. The 'bathmat' was disgusting. It was just grody. There was a bedroom that had really thin orange carpet with stains all over. I wouldn't even take off my shoes in that place until I went to bed. I have not ever stayed anyplace that disgusting. We were scared to touch anything. We were supposed to stay two nights, but after we had been there about 5 minutes, I suggested we drive back to Portland the next night and stay in that ever-so-fancy Econolodge complete with microwave and frige. I am really disturbed that the pictures don't make it look horrid. Apparently the cabin is photogenic. It actually didn't smell all that bad. Actually, even if it had, we may not have known it since we lit incense moments after we got there.
On Wednesday, after we stopped in Clallam Bay, we drove on to Lake Ozette. It was meant as a 9 mile hike. The first 3 miles were plank, then beach walking, and after that I have no idea because we turned it into a 6 mile hike. After walking on the beach for just a few minutes we figured out we did NOT want to walk 3 miles. First of all, it really stunk right there. I think that was the only part of the ocean I saw while I was out there that smelled bad. It was rank, so we decided just to go back the way we came for a total of 6 miles. We realized before we even completed the first 3 miles that we had to pee. We didn't think it was a big deal, because the map showed a ranger station, and the first ranger station had a bathroom. But when we got to the beach, the 'ranger station' (and I use that term loosely) looked to be a tarp underneath some trees. I could not imagine walking another 6 miles while I had to pee. And yes, I'm aware one can pee in the woods. But you couldn't really get off the path and crawl back into the forest. It was extremely thick. Sorry, not doing it.
Now for what I know you really want. The cabin.
After we finished the walk, we made our hour drive back to Forks and to the cabin we were supposed to stay in the first night. The thought did cross our minds that once again they might have booked it, but it wasn't so. The cabin doesn't look all that bad in the pictures, I guess, but I was mortified. Right where we stepped into the cabin, the floor was wood. Look by front of the door. Isn't that awful? The 'curtain' is a bed spread they threw over the curtain rod. And look at that bedspread. Disgusting. The refrigerator was ooooold.
But the clincher is the bathroom. It's hard to tell from the picture, but when they put up the bathroom door, all they did was put in a door frame. They did not put sheetrock between the frame and the ceiling. So, there was a big gap between the door and the ceiling. On top of that, the bathroom door didn't close. Oh. Did I mention the front door wouldn't lock from the outside? So if we left, we had to leave it unlocked. The bathroom floor was wood. The 'bathmat' was disgusting. It was just grody. There was a bedroom that had really thin orange carpet with stains all over. I wouldn't even take off my shoes in that place until I went to bed. I have not ever stayed anyplace that disgusting. We were scared to touch anything. We were supposed to stay two nights, but after we had been there about 5 minutes, I suggested we drive back to Portland the next night and stay in that ever-so-fancy Econolodge complete with microwave and frige. I am really disturbed that the pictures don't make it look horrid. Apparently the cabin is photogenic. It actually didn't smell all that bad. Actually, even if it had, we may not have known it since we lit incense moments after we got there.
Dawn, 12:42 PM
