We spent 2 nights at La Push, and even without the grey whale sighting, it would have been a really cool weekend. It’s always hard to put a finger on exactly what makes this place so special for us. It’s almost like a love at first sight, chemistry sort of thing. It’s the same way that I can list some of the attributes that I love about Preston, but I can’t really tell you why I like him. So, I don’t know, it’s like the energy of the place is just groovy, man. Or whatever.
Preston had a good time with his ongoing attempts to teach himself to surf. He tried to say that he didn’t really get up this time, but I have the photographic evidence that can’t be argued with. I will concede that he didn’t stay up for very long. And in fact, this picture might be misleading in that he probably wasn’t up as long as it takes you to glance at the picture. It was a rather transitory thing which I lucked out and was able to freeze at exactly the right frame. But just getting up at all is a huge step if you ask me. Particularly since he’s starting out on a board shorter than recommended.
When we left on Sunday, we decided to take our time and stop at some of the places we always say we’re going to check out but never do. Two of those places were the two pieces of property that we were *this close* to buying last year before we decided to quit our jobs and live in the country with no money. I don’t know if it was good or bad to learn that both places are still for sale. We really wanted either one of them, and now our desire is renewed afresh. One of them was this place. They’ve cleaned up all the crap from the yard and house. We’d totally love to have it. The other is the 11 acres on a branch of the Bogachiel River. I don’t think I have any pictures online, so you’ll have to take my word for it that it’s breathtaking. So it’s time to send our real estate agent a gift certificate to a nice restaurant in her town. Then in a few weeks we’ll get back in touch with her and see if there’s a way that we can make this happen. Even though we’re both still poor, and don’t really have much credit to speak of, and aren’t planning to live anywhere near Forks for quite a while. We’ll see.
Then Preston decided that just surfing hadn’t been enough of a workout for him, so we decided to stop at this little backwoods gym that we know about in order for Preston to put in some time on the stationary bike.
He was even feeling froggy enough that he showed of a few of his bike stunts for me.
I actually talked him into getting naked and posing for a few very surreal shots here, which I’m planning to PhotoShop up into some crazy Wicked Witch thing. SEAF 07, here we come!