Rainy Day on the Olympic Peninsula

Plans are meant to be broken, right?

Sometime in the middle of the night, everyone in the house woke up to thunder and lightning. When we finally rolled out of bed to start our day, the house was covered in fog and we couldn't see anything out the windows. It seemed like a day to do rainy day stuff, so we scrapped our original plans and decided to head to Port Townsend for a hard cider tasting tour.

NW Cider Association

Our first top was Finn River Cider & Winery. What a fun little place! They had 3 artisan type ciders that tasted like champagne, and were made in the same manner of champagne, and then 4 ciders that were more like Magner's or Angry Orchard. They also had two dessert wines. Who knew that there were this many types of cider? My favorite variety was a black currant and lavender cider, which is a special that they just made. Apparently Sequim is also a hotbed of lavender cultivation. We bought six bottles of cider and got an awesome little tote bag specifically made for a six pack. Score!

After Finn River we headed over to Eagle Mountain, less than five miles away. Unfortunately they were out of their ginger cider, but we did try their standard hard cider, a semi-sweet, a raspberry, pear, and then also four red wines there. Their "perry" cider was the best so we bought one of those. We started to think we might need more alcohol for our train trip (we are spending 70+ hours on board), so on the way back to town we stopped at the Native American gas station & store for some booze and cigars. They also had fireworks and a casino!

After lunch, we kept hoping that the rain would let up so we could go to Dungeness spit or perhaps Hurricane Ridge, but the rain, thunder and lightning kept on coming. So far we have had over 12 hours of thunder storms. The lightning is amazing - we can see specific lightning strikes out the window right now.

My sister felt cooped up in all the house all day, so we trundled to downtown Sequim for some dinner. Let's just said we had slim pickings available for us in terms of choices with a fussy 9 week old baby, so we ended up at a random Mexican restaurant. I can't tell what is going on here with the building - is this an old grain elevator of sorts?  In any case, let's just say my mole enchiladas were underwhelming and I was pining for some Mijos taco truck.

Grain elevator, cell phone tower, or mexican restaurant?

I am keeping my fingers crossed that the sun comes out tomorrow, as it is our last full day on the Olympic Peninsula.

Only three days until we board the train!