From through-hiking thousands of miles along the PCT, to driving to every national park, to weekend trips with the family, everybody has a different way of interacting with nature. The term ‘camping’ seems to be interpreted as broadly as there is diversity in wilderness across our giant country.
This week, which marks week five of this hundred day outdoor adventure, I explore Washington and the roads that run laterally across our most northwestern state. Camping is easy in Washington as the amount of winding forest service roads and BLM land is abundant, generally secluded and always gorgeous.
Washington is known by many for the beauty of the Olympic Peninsula, being home to one of our country’s only rain forests thanks to the extremely damp climate–but the Peninsula makes up only a fraction of the large, lush state. Yet the majority of visitors don’t seem to explore much beyond the thumb shaped extension of land almost completely surrounded by water, leaving the rest of the state open and largely untouched.
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Whether it be by means of tent, car or tent on car, Washington is a treasure chest of hidden campsites, the greenest forests, open roads and incredible views. Just remember to bring a raincoat!
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What’s your favorite camp meal?
Five weeks of s’mores and hotdogs.Good thing I’ve been getting plenty of exercise!
No Five Star Hotel
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t look forward to nights on the road, in between destinations. It’s no five star hotel but hey, it’ll do.
That View Though.
Spent the 4 of July watching the sun meet the horizon from atop Orcas Island, off the northern coast of Washington. Couldn’t have asked for a better view!
North American Waters
Looking out at where the waters of the United States mix with those of Canada in the north western most point of this wildly large and diverse country of ours.
Where’s your favorite place to watch the sunset?
From day to night, from dry to humid, from Idaho to Washington.
A Good Spot To Sleep Tonight
It’s always a risk falling asleep without the rainfly, especially in places as notorious for rain as Washington, but man oh man does it feel nice falling asleep to the feel of a cool breeze.