Day 25 Tuesday, July 11 Tuesday July 11, I drove 244 miles from Departure Bay, British Columbia N49 10.391 W123 56.607 to Centralia, Washington N46 43.886 W122 58.708
The weather was clear and sunny on the Island, but turned to rain about half way across the Juan De Fuca Strait on the ferry to Port Angeles, Washington. Driving Highway 1 on Vancouver Island is scenic. I was very close to the water but could not see it for miles after leaving Departure Bay, because of the trees.
Just before arriving at the town of Duncan, the road was right along the water. The tide must not rise much in storms as the houses were very close to the water.
Some people I meet on the Ferry yesterday live in Duncan and said I should stop there to see the Totems.
I am now in Duncan looking at the totems.
These Totems are much shorter than the ones we saw in Kitwanga.
Although they may be shorter they are still interesting.
Nice work and well kept.
This park was full of totems. They are certainly a tourist draw.
This totem was getting a new paint job, the Caucasian painter was taking a break on the grass.
This large old oak tree has historical significance to the town.
A plaque about the tree.
Like most small towns, I doubt these train tracks get much use anymore.
After I left Duncan, the road went through an area that was so dense with trees the GPS could not get a signal.
This is old downtown Victoria. Just before I got here I stopped at a shopping mall and had lunch at, McDonalds. When I am by myself I don't seem to have the desire to seek out a trendy little Restaurant.
While driving through down town I saw a sign with an arrow pointing the way to all U.S. Ferries. I followed the signs.
I am still following the signs.
As I was driving to the ferry I went past this building.
When I turned a corner as the sign pointed, I drove right into the parking lot for the Port Angeles Ferry. The next ferry was in about an hour and a half. The lot filled up fast behind me. If I had not gotten there when I did I would not have been able to make this trip.
After parking in the lot and getting directions for the ticket building. I went to pay my passage.
Fees and sailing times.
Between Canada and the U.S. there are plenty of ferries.
While I was waiting for the ferry I had time to walk around the Parliament Buildings.
Victoria is worth seeing.
A Nordic God.
Horse drawn taxi.
I don't recall what this is but people were looking at it.
The stone was cut from quarries on the island.
In the summer months there are lots of nice flowers.
Even Roses.
Last look, I must get back to the landing, the ferry is in.
The ship does not look very big from this angle. I hope they have a good dinning room like the last one I rode on.
No luck on meals, just vending machines, seems the ferry between Canada and the U.S. is not as nice than the one that travels between two Canadian towns.
The harbor is for airplanes and boats, every one must share the space.
This single engine plane is waiting to take off.
I would love to be able to fly out of here, all it takes is money.
Here we have a twin engine commuter plane taxiing out.
The twin is taking off.
And away he goes.
On approach for Port Angeles ,Washington.
This Ferry may have seemed smaller than the last one, but they got a lot of car in a small space.
It started to rain half way across the strait. When I disembarked from the ferry, I looked for a place to gas up and I needed an oil change. I got gas at a Safeway, and found a Jiffy Lube for the oil change. The guys at Jiffy Lube discovered the tires were low, down to 22lbs. It seemed strange that they would all be low the same. Then I remembered, Clutch back in Wiseman said my trip south on the gravel road would be smoother, and I should check my tires when I got to Fairbanks. No wonder the car seemed a little squirrelly on some of the corners, Clutch had let air out of my tires. I had planned to drive around the Olympic Peninsula, but with the rain, I decided to continue on south. I followed 101 to Interstate 5, and on to Centralia Washington, where I saw a Motel 6 sign. It was getting late so I stopped for the night.
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