Still. 'Twas lovely. The sun shone, waves crashed, and I got me feet wet. Not bad as far as possibly last adventures of the summer season go. I'd been missing the Sound. Our adventures this summer involved more fire than water, and it just seems obscene to live half an hour from one of the most beautiful bodies of water on earth and not get out to see it.
We went to Alki Point. From there, you can see just about everything round Seattle that makes it so geologically interesting. Shall we take a tour? We don't even have to walk about much.
As we walked toward the sandy part of the beach, the Space Needle caught my attention, and then this set of steps with waves splashing exuberantly up against it, and the visual artist part of my soul grabbed my throat and said, "You will stand here and take five billion pictures of this until you have one you are satisfied with." So I did:
|Splash and Space|
Speaking of Cascades, we got a rare view of Mount Baker:
I mentioned smoke. It clung to the horizon, and at times did some very fascinating things, like stream up islands:
|Boat and Blaze|
Here endeth the PSA and the obsession with fire. Let's feast our eyes on some color, shall we?
It looks all inviting and stuff, but be careful if you can't resist and dive in. This is northern Pacific water. That means it's capital-C cold.
|Moi getting cold feet|
On the way back to the car, we noticed an extraordinarily fat seagull on the prowl. Do not leave bags unattended unless you want them filched by a fat bird:
On the other side of the point, I caught sight of a cute little diving bird. I have no idea what it is, but did I mention cute?
The sun was starting to get a bit low, and you know me - I can't resist a good glitter:
And, if you try hard enough, and go to the end of an alley, at last, you will see a lighthouse: