After hiking and forests and mountains and rivers, today was “city day”. We went to breakfast in Port Angeles at First Haven Café, a very small but busy little restaurant downtown. The very first item on the menu was French Toast, filled with coconut cream pie filling, and topped with whipped cream and fresh strawberries. Yes, I believe I will have that! Mark keeps adding, “And she ate the whole thing.” Well, why wouldn’t I? It was a delectable treat! He ordered a waffle and enjoyed it as well. We strolled some of the shops, including a clever little book and game shop that had intriguing games and puzzles we’ve never heard of. We headed into the Fly Fish shop for some local fishing advice and hit up the sporting goods store. There was a Saturday Farmers Market in the middle of downtown so we shopped at the various booths. Several booths had fresh bouquets of flowers for $8. It blows my mind how they are able to grow and sell flowers for so cheap. We then drove about half an hour to the town of Sequim, known as the lavender capital of North America. There are about 20 lavender farms there. We toured the first one opened in 1995, Purple Haze Farm, and enjoyed their famed lavender white chocolate ice cream and sipped lavender lemonade. The smell was divine. They had a upick garden as well, but I didn’t bring any back with me. Mark took me to three wineries for tastings: Wind Rose in Sequim, and Olympic Cellars and Harbinger in Port Angeles. All the grapes are grown in Eastern Washington. The proprietress at one winery explained the personality of the 3 cities: Port Angeles is the young people, Sequim is retired people, and Port Townsend is hippies. So far, we just notice all the tourists just like us. When we got back to camp, we took Molly on a walk to the old dam site. They removed the Elwah Dam in 2011 but the trail still leads to it. We were expecting to see some of the old structure there, but you’d never know there was anything there. Nothing was left to see. Still, we enjoyed the evening walk. We got back to the campground and filled a full sandwich baggie with blackberries from inside the perimeter of the campground. There is a common berry I’ve seen a few places called the Salal berry. I’ve looked it up and I know that it is edible and readily available, and yet I keep resisting. The fruit is the color of a blueberry, but a little larger, and it’s a little hairy with a criss cross on the bottom. I’m just waiting to see someone else eat one…