On the way into town
we stopped at the Visitors
Center where the staff
were extremely helpful in helping us make the best use of out two days. We
picked up maps and brochures then headed to the Shelburne Inn, the oldest
continuously operating hotel in the State of Washington . There was a lot to love about it
– friendly staff, wonderfully preserved rooms, incredible antiques everywhere,
and great food.
After checking into the Shelburne we headed to the beach to
watch the sunset. We walked along the boardwalk and checked out the 38-foot
long grey whale skeleton. The whale beached itself and died in 2000. People
were razor clamming – a popular family recreational activity. We thought about
giving it a try because a three-day permit is inexpensive and the equipment – a
clam gun and net - is readily available. When they see a “dimple” in the sand
they push the “gun” to a depth of six to ten inches, put their thumb over the
air hole, pull it out of the sand, dump the sand in the net and, hopefully,
there will be a razor clam in it. When
we got back to the hotel, one of the owners, David Campiche had just returned
with 15 large razor clams – the daily limit. David prepared them for us as an
appetizer. Excellent.
At the Columbia
Pacific Museum we learned about the history of the
area from the pre-contact days to Lewis and Clark to today. At one time the
fishermen hauled in nets filled with salmon that were so huge they needed
horses to pull them ashore. I was in awe
of the exhibit about the man who rowed across the Pacific. Good grief… what was
he thinking!
John loves kites so the World Kite Museum was a must visit. It is home to over
1500 kites from 26 countries. There were several video presentations including
one the military use of kites during WW II for communicating and observing. One
video was especially impressive of people catching bats with their kites. When
we were in China
there were always people in the parks flying kites. They were all ages but mostly the elderly with
what I presumed was a grandchild.
I always thought cranberries were a New England crop, and
they are, but it turns out Washington
State is also a major
producer. We visited the Cranberry Museum and took the self-guided walking
tour of the cranberry bogs on the way to Oysterville, a village that seemed
frozen in time. The village dates from the mid-1800s and, at one time was a
rowdy boomtown, but when we visited we seemed to be the only people there.
There are over 25 well-preserved buildings that comprise the Historic District.
On the way back to the Shelburne we fell for the signs that
advertised “See the Alligator Man at the Free Museum .” Carney attractions are alive and well! It was
a gift shop with a display they claimed was an alligator man!