Not a lot of off-road, but a bunch of new scenery for us

**Title to read "Not a lot off-road, but a bunch of new scenery for us"**

Last spring, I was poking on around on here and various other PNW forums about backroad routes, wheeling adventures, and general dirt road rules for WA state and OR. Turns out, my ambitions were much larger than the vacation time I was able to get off. So we made due, and avoided interstates as much as possible. That being said, here is our west coast trip from July 2015. 7 days, 2000ish kms, for $800 USD.

So our entry point into the evergreen state was the Patterson Border crossing just south of Rossland BC, Canada. This was our first extended trip out of Canada, with 2 overly friendly dogs, and a hard-set date of a wedding on the 4th of July. We weren't sure what we would need, but knew we would not be far from civilization, so we didn't sweat the small stuff. Once we were over the border, dogs full of milkbone treats the border agents were happy to spoil them with, it was onto Kettle falls, where we got onto the Sherman Pass Scenic byway and never looked back!! Although very similar geographically to our home in Trail, BC (a mere 1.5hrs away), the scenery was great, and our choice validated. We meandered up and over into Republic, on to Tonasket, and Omak. The heat of the day was creeping up, and we were eager to get up into the hills and out of the Okanagan desert. Making a hard right-hander, it was on to Twisp. My girlfriend was probably more excited than anyone should be about this. She could (and still can't) barely say it without a giggle. We had no idea, just how beautiful the drive was about to become. We ended up stopping for lunch and a K9 cool down in Winthrop, WA. If you're into western theme towns, this is your mecca! Now I know you guys are all saying to yourself "Blah Blah Blah...PICS NEWBIE!!" Truth be told, we were a bit awestruck to remember to pull out the camera....but they are coming, trust me.
Dogs were pumped to get in and chill.
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Spotted!! really wish these were importable to Canada.
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I will attach a drive through video in the next couple days!

With the dogs cooled and soaked, our water cooler filled and iced, we made tracks. Onward and upward to Washington Pass. Every corner was followed by a "WHOA! Look at this place!!" and a rapid fire of shutter clicks. The size and aggressiveness of the peaks made paying attention difficult, and the fact the tacoma has a roof annoying hahaha. We played tourist for a bit, stopping at every pullout, not wanting to overlook one cliff, one waterfall. Again, our choice of route was about as validated as one can be.
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From here, the descent is quick, and lush. Never have I ever driven a highway that was a tunnel of trees. We felt like kids again. Like that feeling when you went one block further than you did the week before, and everything felt new! And the road! The road has officially made the list of must-do's on motorcycles in the near future. The beefy Tacoma even felt sporty and had to be reeled in a couple of times. Driver may have contributed a tad :elk grin:.

Next ********** in the face beauty was the Ross Lake and Dam, and then the turquoise water of Diablo Lake. We pulled into the viewpoint/rest area, hauled out the hounds, hydrated and cooled them. They then proceeded to steal the show with head scratches, pets, and general attention from nearly every man, woman, and child in the parking lot. Looking for an ice breaker? Get a dog! Once they were sorted and reloaded, we went and had a peek at the lake. No words.
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I only posted one pic, because...well because we took nearly 80 there! This particular pic gets the point across in a hurry. We were a bit anxious to get onto the interstate in Arlington, but made the merge and off we went. Heads up Seattle! Canadians coming in hot!!

Now, I'm not sure how many have driven the major highways across Canada, but for those who haven't, heres the norm. As you approach a significant city, there is usually a by-pass or ring road (Saskatoon, SK being the exception, having a fake ring road that spits you out back where you started without so much as a 'Thanks for coming!'). So, in my abundance of noob, and disregard for a map or GPS, was expecting a by-pass of Seattle. We aren't big on cities, and didn't really plan on stopping or exploring, so I began watching for an exit to a by-pass. As the downtown core grew taller and wider infinite of me, a tinge of panic set in. Here we were, on a collision course with downtown Seattle, during rush hour. Rad. At this point, pulling off is not an option, so we're going with it. Never have I been so excited to motor through a tunnel. Ever. Less than a minute later we were out the other side, still piecing together the (in our minds) luck we just got.
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Last pic before diving below the city
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Next stop....sleepy time. Wait...where tho??

We have now been mobile for 11ish hours (yes, this was all in our first day!) and I'm tired. And edgy. Now with the by-pass conundrum out of the way, eyes were peeled for a campground sign. And there it was!! 12.5 hours after we pulled out of the driveway, a camping sign for the next exit, just south of Tacoma. Once off the interstate, the road weaved and bobbed. More and more rural. When we began seeing roughly handprinted "Camping" signs, we were a little bit nervous about what kind of place we ventured out to. Turns out there is a beautiful park-model rv campground back on a small river, with a few overnighter spots for $15/night. We snagged a riverfront site, all off on our own, deployed the tent, employed the stove, and destroyed a cerveza. It was cool, few bugs, and quiet....at least at first.
 
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Ahh our peaceful, restful camp site.
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And the side yard
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and post cerveza :elk grin:
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Now I have lost the pic, but as we were wading around in the river, I heard the distinct thump of a heli. When I looked up, what I saw was one serious heli. Twin rotor Chinook I believe? Big, and military. I could see that about it right away. Moments later, another cruised overhead. Then one more before dark. All I can say is I now know what it would be like to camp in Afghanistan. We were fortunate enough to have the U.S. Army as our neighbours for the night!! Apparently Fort Lewis and Gray Army Airfield we're not far. And whats cooler than military aircraft fly-overs? Artillery Training!! By the next morning, my girlfriend, who has never been exposed to or near ANY firearm EVER, could differentiate full-auto and 3-shot bursts, and other artillery! Rough sleep, but never felt safer!

We had a hankering for cinnamon buns for breaky, and being early risers(even without fire-fights going on) we quickly found our way into Olympia. What beautiful city! We both admitted later that day that Olympia was on the "re-visit at a later date" list. We pulled up a shady spot, ducked into a coffee place for some java and sticky buns, found a park and walked the fur-kids. The state building was a highlight for my girlfriend, as she is a carpenter by trade, and admires architecture and the process needed to construct something like that.
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I have never seen/touched/smelt an ocean. I know. 28 years old, and sheltered. Well my eagerness for salt water, and my cinnamon bun sugar high had me barrelling towards Aberdeen, and the small town of Ocean Shores. Before I even laid eyes on the water, I was giddy. I mean, you couldn't wipe the smile off my face with a properly swung 2x4. Each corner made me more excited. The boats got a little bigger, the road a little flatter, the tsunami evac route signs a little more frequent. And then *Poof* one left turn and we are in the small resort town of Ocean Shores. We pull into the day parking area near the visitor centre. As I go to get out, a pick-up truck, a small car, and a moped roll past, between the dunes, and out of sight. Well, hell, if the can do it, so can some friendly Canadian kids! It was an experience I will never forget, and one I will repeat over and over for the rest of my life. We pulled onto the beach to see hundreds of cars, people, people on horseback, for as far as you could see. Where we live in BC, beach is a hot commodity during the summer months. Lots of sandy shores are boat access only. The rest, if you aren't there before 10:00 am, forget it. So to all of a sudden have an abundance of open beach in July, I was blown away. I know, sheltered right?
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I was a bit jealous of this blazer....but who wouldn't be?
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VW Love
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After more than an hour of running, splashing in the waves, barking at long dead crab, the dogs were pooped. It was hard to leave, not gonna lie. I could have spent the remaining 9 days of my vacation time there, then called in and quit. But more to see, and places to be. Once out of town, we picked up the PCH to Ocean City (Theres a them here) for lunch. Small drive-thru burger/fish and chips place, a block of the main strip. Fresh off the boat Seafood platter and fries for days for less than $30. Yeah, its on the revisit list. We cruise down the PCH for a few more hours, and traffic is getting noticeably heavier. Its now Wednesday before Independence day. More Rv's, campers, and traffic. No worries as none seemed to be in a rush to go anywhere. Next was the biggest bridge I have ever seen. Friends of mine used to go down to Oregon and play with their dune buggies on the coast, and they were telling me about a bridge you could technically get drunk on. Story goes, on the first trip down, one of the guys timed the crossing of the Astoria Bridge. Later that night at camp, he guzzles as much beer as possible in same time, thus leading to the conclusion that, in fact, one could get drunk while on the bridge.

This was kinda of a cool moment for us, as the bridge crosses the Columbia River. The same river that flows not 50ft from our kitchen window back in BC. And to add to that, 2 weeks after we crossed it, whales were spotted as far as 14 miles up stream from the bridge!
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And looking upstream, towards home more or less
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After touring around Astoria, traffic was getting crazy. I mean I could see the back up starting on the bridge. Maybe we should find a home for the night. Fort Stevens State Park sounds cool! So off we go, and once we pull in, I foot-race a lady to the door, fighting for a spot to sleep. The park attendant was crazy helpful, but hesitant to hear we only had a tent. All the spots available(only 7 out of 300 were left at this point) were full hook-up. Groovy. Nothing like shelling out mucho dinero for a gravel pad to park on. $26 and $10 for 2 bundles of cedar firewood for the night was a steal. For perspective, a BASIC no-hook up site in a provincial campground here will run you $23/night. Or worse in other provinces where the rec sites have been contracted out to private runners, I HAVE PERSONALLY SEEN $32/NIGHT FOR PIT TOILETS, AND OVERGROWN SITES. Avacado moss chicken wraps over the fire made for a full belly and serious sleep. The 4 mile, complete fail at finding the beach for sunset, hike helped too.
 
The next morning we poked around the campground and beach area, which included WW2 bunkers and turrets. I'm a bit of a nerd for this stuff. Canadian, American, it doesn't matter. Its old, its military, its my cup of tea. There is much more in the day use area, but we needed to get moving and cover some distance today. Like a lot.
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Again, posted the pics to get the point across. Go see it for yourself people. I want to move there.

So today was a serious travel day. We wanted to visit Seaside and Manzanita, before heavy heartedly turning inland towards Portland. The PCH is something I always read about, but never expected to drive or experience. We had contemplated just doing the most direct route to the wedding, and heading home. All inland, all business. The last few years, my career as a welder has had me living away from home for up to 10 weeks at a time, and then only being home for 3 days on a weekend. Now that I had time off, we wanted to see and experience as much as we could before I was gone for another unknown length of time.

Seaside was really busy and touristy for us. Manzanita on the other hand, was just right. Small stores and restaruants, a friendly library where we gobbled up WIFI to let everyone know we were contemplating never coming home, big beach, and cheap beer. We found ourselves on the beach again, the dogs running as fast as possible, towards the water when a wave was out, then panicking when the water suddenly got much much deeper as a wave came in. Cool and tired, they snoozed in the box while we grabbed some eats. Mexican was what we wanted. Small cantina, where 2 monster burritos of chicken and beef, and 2 Pacifico beers bagged us for $19. Money well spent. To the top of the re-visit list you go, Manzanita!

Overview of Manzanita Beach from PCH Viewpoint
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Seeing how I have typed for nearly 3 hours, I am off. Will continue tomorrow, including updating more pics when I find them! Thanks for reading and please let me know what you think!!
 

forty2

Adventurer
Having spent the lions share of my life living in OR and WA it's fun to read about my stomping ground through a fresh set of eyes. Ft. Stevens was always one of my favorites as a kid. Looking forward to the rest of your report.
 

lumpskie

Independent Thinker
Great trip report so far. It looks like you hit a lot of great places in short order! I grew up near Ft. Lewis and have missed hearing the artillery since moving away. I can't wait to read the rest.
 
So after getting semi-lost in and around Portland, we made it safe and sound(and hot) to our Gresham destination. Family! FOOD!! MAS CERVEZA!!! After visiting we pushed on, landing in Cascade locks for a few days, including a wedding. We did some exploring of local sites, most of which were super touristy(funny story coming up on that).

Multnomah Falls
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And Beauty Land-rover in the Parking lot
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.....and a quad van for good measure. Pretty sure I saw this exact van in Trail, BC a week earlier. Plate seemed familiar.
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Our route out took us across the Bridge of the Gods back into Washington. Once across, we opted for another scenic byway. Wind river road took us north towards our next big scene, Mt. St. Helens!! One little side trip we took was to Ape Caves, a series of lava tubes with a certain history of bigfoot encounters. Worth a try right!? With the dogs though, we were unable to actually hike the length of the tunnels, but poked our head in to look around.
Entrance
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and inside, looking up the tube
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After about an hour, we carry on to Mount St Helens, going up the east shoulder towards Windy ridge overlook. The seismic activity was really apparent on the road. Cracks, minor sluffing, un-even pavement we constant. We stopped and checked out the flattened Grand Prix, and stopped off at the top and had a look at the biggest damn hole I have ever seen!! The power it took to blow out the side still boggles my mind!
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On the way down from Windy ridge, we took a road that seemed like it would be shorter. The road we took seemed like it hadn't been travelled in months. Overgrown in spots, in dis-repair in others, and twisty as can be. Moss covered the pavement in spots, and we didn't see another vehicle for more than an hour. Once we got off the road in Randal, we pushed on for a National Park Campground for the night. Im keeping this one secret because it was absolutely surreal. Crystal water, giant trees, and cliff jumping swimming holes galore!

With one last must see, we were on the road home. Leaving Mt. Rainier in the rearview, we were off through the desert in Yakima and Moses Lake, on to Spokane, and across the border home.
 

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