View from camp at Scott's Bluff. All alone...as it should be
View from my "living room" on the coastline.
See the Sea
The seacliffs were amazing! Just amazing! What a contrast from the night before!
Did I wake up after years of desertion on this island? How did I get here?
I was a stranger in a deserted island of sorts. Well more like a deserted peninsula.
Down the south side of the beach. Early morning before the sun really came to life.
Growing up on the east coast I can promise you I have never seen geology like this from the coast of Olympic National Park.
Facening North up the coast. My one of 4 views from Scott's Bluff
Back towards camp sorta. I used these trees to hang my clothes when tide got too close.
Tide was low when I woke up but it began to creep back up almost immediately
Thats where I came from. All the way over chonder. This deserted beach was my reward for hardship. As I always say....Happiness Through Hardship.
See! I'm here!
The sun eventually highlighted the sea stones. Does anyone know the actual term for this geo features. Sea cliffs?
For those who knew me before my journey, this picture should shock you. I was 185 lbs when I left and by this point probably lost at least 15. It was only the beginning of my eventual weight loss.
The sun brought a new beach with every new angle.
I wanted to try to capture my emotion. A difficult task when you are the only one there. I am embarrassed to have taken so many selfies but I'm glad I have them. They remind me of how I was feeling on that beach.
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