We have been to Port Townsend before — many times, in fact. It’s less than two hours from home (we used to live even closer), and it has lots of boats and sights and restaurants and shops and culture and a Wooden Boat Festival complete with sing-it-yourself sea shanties. It also has a ferry terminal we use to get to Whidbey Island and points north and east.
There’s always a reason to go. Here’s another: Fort Worden State Park, one of Washington’s premier parks. Camping, trails, beach strolling, kayaking, history, and lots of fresh air, and even a new brew-pub-looking place serving food and beverages. For us, a bonus: we know some people who live in Port Townsend, so we can obtain Local Knowledge, and maybe a free beer. It could happen.
Also, eye candy:
Just over a low dune from this vantage point: our campsite at one of the park’s two campgrounds, just a few weeks ago in late June. It was a pull-through site with full hookups — although the way the site was configured, our sewer hose wouldn’t reach. (The more camping we do, the more I think pull-through sites are best for motor homes and coaches; back-in sites seem to work better for towables like Toto.) We opted to be cautious with liquids and waited until the day we left to dump, and that worked fine.
The Beach Campground is just fine. Squeaky-clean bathrooms and showers, well-spaced sites, lots to do within walking distance. You can reserve, I think, up to a year in advance; we got our site (I would call it a preferred site, one of the best) about 9 months in advance.
Note: staying here (or anywhere near the north end of Whidbey Island) means the occasional overflight of subsonic military aircraft. Those navy pilots are flying around honing their skills and probably shooting high-speed photos of attractive RVs. Possibly. Anyway there is a little noise from these and it can make terrier eyes get bigger and rounder. Good to see our pilots helping to protect us all from evil despots and imperialist governments or maybe space aliens. It could happen!
Some sights around the park:
The park was a fort, once. We took Wally and Tyler, our intrepid terriers, on a longer-than-expected walk through some of the fortlike trappings, and will soon report on that stroll. For the moment, though:Sharing is caring!
Following is daring.