We went on our first spring adventure. We had sunshine. And we weren't sick! It was necessary. Its the second day we've seen sunshine since umm October. 
Anyhow we have been wanting to find the towns very old and lost grave yard. After two and a half hours of searching in the woods. Its still Lost.
But we had fun. *snicker*
Its abutts our property which is why we're so curious. Sides its fun to play archeologist some days. We had a map, and some gps coordinates. And it didn't work.
We came back home, ran into the man who had originally told us about it. He gave us new directions. We ate lunch, and tried again. Still no go. Ahh well, it was fun.
So pictures. I'm using KK's camera. Which isn't nearly as nice as mine. But mine is in Olympia. At least I'm desperately hoping that's where it is, because otherwise it was stolen out of my car while we were in Aberdeen. I'm waiting for a email from the coach. But she's busy, and has horrible email manners, so it could be a couple days before I know for sure. *growl*
Anyhow at one point some of us were *DONE* We'd scrambled straight up a very steep hill (pictures of that later) So we crashed and told the others to go further and see if they could find something. They went fur...and got losted. *snicker* So we entertained ourselves longer then originally intended and ended up building a fort while waiting. hehe
I found this little pixie peering at me around an alder tree....I think we might have to keep her!
And here's our fort. My pictures of it didn't come out totally great, but hopefully you get the point.
So that's the angle from the "door" of the tent. We used a tree as a brace, and a whole bunch of dead but straight alder branches as "walls"
And here they are inside it.
And the view looking up. The trees we rested in are rather pathetic alders that are less then 15 years old. But still pretty in the blue sky.
The losted peoples, made there way back to the main trail, which they knew where it was. And then headed back towards the car. And then started hollering to find us on the not so trail that they'd been on. It was we've been told since the original wagon trail into Clallam Bay. Its just barely a trail. BARELY. My dad would have been proud of us, he loved taking us on those kinds of trails. *snicker*
After the losted were found, we had to go back down the steep steep hill we'd gone up. We abandoned the "trail" and just went straight down. I loved this big mossy stump about half way down and took several pictures of it by itself, and then decided it needed a model. So Jeremiah was volunteered, and when he got on he discovered a blue jay feather. Major score!
Don't you love the joy on his face?
About half way down our cliff Zeria and I declared break time. She went up the cliff twice thanks to there misadventure, so she was rather dead. LOL
Eventually we made it down. Okay so I did some sliding on my bottom and my pants will never be the same. *snicker*
We walked on the main trail back to the car, and our kids managed a first. They successfully hid from us, and actually startled Rob. Three of them hid behind a cement barrier, and Samuel hid
way back up on the cliff/ gives you a good impression of what we climbed huh? And that's just a very small part of what we went up. LOL
And just to prove it *is* spring the girls found these just before we got back to the car. 
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In other intresting tidbits. Rob and I went on a date night, and after dinner decided to go for a drive. As we drove by the Rock a huge rock that is the towns graffiti spot. Its not a no-no- graffiti spot it is truely available to spray paint happy birthday, or I love so and so. Its kind of fun to read. But yesterdays graffiti was truely offensive and had been visited by a gang on vacation.
It had in HUGE words White Power. I was not impressed. So we detoured to a friends house who keeps spray paint for the purpose of removing any foul words placed on it, we borrowed it and did our own graffiti. Its the first time I've spray painted that rock. It now has a lovely brown shamrock on it. In place of the very offensive words.