We went to Larabee State Park, which is mainly a beach park, but there's a mountain, too. It's near Bellingham, Washginton.
First, we spent a few hours on the beach.
Then, we walked back up to the main part of the park. On the way, we climbed under a train trestle. We heard the distant rumbling of a train, so we waited...
And we were rewarded with not one, but two train sightings!
Then we headed up to the top of a logging road (we didn't realize it would be gravel almost the entire way) to get to a nice viewpoint!
While we were there, we heard some eagles making a huge fuss. I suspect they don't get a ton of visitors up there, as most people don't make the trek up the terrifying logging road. Sadly, we didn't get any photos of them, but we heard them! They don't sound like you'd expect...very silly birds.
Then, Grandpa George and I left Grandma Julie and Anthony down at the viewpoint (they were hot and tired), and we tried to go another hundred or so feet up to the top of the mountain. It was forested and very pretty...but no better views. Oh well! It was still fun.
We finished off the evening with a fantastic seafood dinner at a place in Bellingham. It was right on the water and had great views.
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