Our first day involved a lot of plane, tired eyes and the small town of Sequim, WA. How do you pronounce that you say? Squ – im. The town sounds like a small animal or a strange new awkward dance move. Either way, we were there on our way to our B&B in Port Angeles. Sequim is known for lavender and even has a lavender festival, which unfortunately we missed. Besides the multitude of lavender farms and lavender used in gardens, Sequim is an interesting place to drive through.
As we drove through the residential areas, we felt we were transported back in time, to 1940. All of the houses are those one-floor, tiny square houses. All in a row. We saw a 1950s mini-subdivision, all of the houses matching with their lean-to covered garage area. It was strange to see, as on the East Coast, all of these tiny houses have been torn down, or there is only one among a sea of large, newer houses. It reminded us that life used to be different and the American dream of homeownership used to mean something very different than it does today given how the size of homes has increased. These homes were modest, with a small yard and a fence. Lower cost of living for sure. Given the number of these houses in Sequim, I can only assume there hasn’t been much economic growth bringing money to pay for house renovations and land appreciation to incent the renovations.
In Sequim, we saw two major landmarks (below), though didn’t stop at the Game Farm where old Disney bears go to pasture.
- Railroad Bridge – Once part of the costal railroad line, this bridge was old. The beams were full on tree trunks. Do trees even get that large today? The scene was pleasant and relaxing, as it is now a park and part of a bike trail.
- Dungeness Spit – This is the longest natural sand spit in the U.S. at 6 miles. A spit is sandbar that goes from the shoreline out into the water, creating a quiet bay. This spit continues to grow as a speed of 13 feet a year. We didn’t get to see much of the spit as some crazy fog landed on shore as we got to the beach. In fact, the temperature change was very strange. In Sequim, it was ~67. At the spit, the temperature dropped to under 60, with heavy fog and some light rain. We left the beach because it was so cold. As we drove back inland, the temperature jumped back up in less than a mile. Topography to blame?
The last thing I will note is there is an unusually high number of drive-through espresso shacks. By shack, I mean a tiny, outhouse sized building that fits only the server and a coffee machine. Apparently WA-ers really like their coffee, so much so that the demand can sustain multiple drive-through espresso joints.