Hurricane Ridge

Half the group stuck around the beach house to relax the next day, but I was dying to see Hurricane Ridge. It's basically a straight shot up the mountain from Port Angeles, down into the Olympic Mountain Range where you have the most incredibly view of all biggest peaks in the forest. Best. View. Ever. I kept singing, "The hills are aliiiiiiiiiive with the sound of muuuuuusic," sometimes in my head, sometimes out loud. 

Me and my dad.

My aunty Lysa, my dad and myself.

I really had a great time with all this family around. Now I just need to work on getting them to move back to Washington permanently. I know they want to!