Vaca from the Vaca?

Not that a vacation from our vacation was needed, but we opted to head back south after the Downhill and before the Super G and went to Pt. Townsend, WA to visit my aunt and uncle Pete and Kay. Pt. Townsend is a really cool community out on the Olympic Peninsula.

The most scenic way and probably the easiest too coming from the north was to take a ferry .

After going out for every meal and living in a hotel room the whole week before, it was great being in Pete and Kay's house complete with Bud the cat, homemade pie, freshly caught salmon, and really good company!

Uncle Pete and I got 9 holes in at the community course right down the hill from their house. I can assure you, my senses were on alert after being in the winter dead zone that is Jackson. All the colors, the smells, and sounds were and always are so heightened after transporting yourself from the black and white world of winter to a climate that isn't as harsh.

Liz, Chels, and Uncle Pete jumping for joy at the fact we got to stretch our legs after putting 3,500 miles on the truck this trip! It was a ton of truck time, but luckily we had good tunes, lots of gummi bears and awesome events to make it to.

After walking for a long, long ways, the lighthouse and the turn around point came into view. This necessitated a group fiver.

There were some friendly lighthouse keepers who were there volunteering that gave us a tour of the place.

The lighthouse compound, the reward for making it all the way out there! Just as we sat down at a picnic table to soak in the warmth, Uncle Pete produced some slow, smoked salmon from has backpack he had recently cooked up. It was a delicacy and devoured by the crew.

Ok, not nearly as much air as the women were getting in the Olympic Downhill, but almost!

We were racing the setting sun the whole walk back to the truck. It made for some awesome pictures and enduring memories! The Dungeness Spit is a very cool place, and now comes highly recommended by us!

The sun setting on our walking posse. If you look way off in the distance, you can see the very tippy top end of Washington.

Ahh yes, the infamous Dungeness Spit. All 11 miles plus of it round trip! It is hard to tell from this picture, but it goes out to the end, and then does a turn to the right towards the lighthouse.

Caught a sweet sunrise on the ferry from Pt. Townsend to Keystone and Whidbey Island en route back up to Whistler from Washington.

Deception Pass, one hell of a cool place on Whidbey Island

Lizzdogger modeling her good morning looks

Chels, Marco, and the proud Olympian's mom, Ren-dogger

Chels and Liz grew up skiing with Julia Mancuso (at Squaw Valley) who seriously kicked ass up in Vancouver winning two silver medals. We went over to stoked up after party the night she won the silver in the combined and shared in the party with a host of other Tahoe friends and fam. Way to go Jules!

Chels, perhaps looking like she might take Julia's second silver medal away from her and never give it back?

The mightily fused Marco Rocks/Julia is the shit fan clubs!