Camping at Rialto Beach

Well, it happened. I finally gave in and slept in a tent — my husband’s dream come true. Not to say that I’ve never slept in a tent before, but this was the first time said tent was not protected by my fenced-in backyard.

The idea of camping is not what I’m opposed to; I like being outside, and I don’t mind a little dirt . . . Lord knows I don’t mind having dirty hair. Camping just doesn’t really appeal to me, mostly because I would rather sleep in a bed. People who wear a 36″ inseam were not meant to sleep in a small tent on an even smaller sleeping pad.

Despite the fact that I knew I wouldn’t get much sleep, I agreed to go because I know our time here is limited (more on that later), and I think I would regret not trying it. So, we decided that if we were going to camp that we might as well go somewhere we’d never been – Forks, Washington.

We didn’t go to Forks for the Twilight movie tour. I actually had never read the books or watched the movies. Of course I felt obligated to watch the movies afterwards, and as much as I don’t want to admit it, they weren’t that bad.

The reason we went to Forks was because Monty picked a campground near Rialto Beach. The water that surrounds the island we live on is the Puget Sound, so we wanted to see full-fledged Pacific Ocean water with real waves.

The drive there was one of my favorite parts of the trip because the majority of it was spent on a winding road through Olympic National Park. We stopped at Crescent Lake and tried to figure out how water could possibly be that clear. When I was in middle school, we lived in Mississippi for a few years. I wish the water that came out of our faucet there was half as clear as the water in this lake.

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We eventually left the lake and made it to the beach. It was different than any beach I’ve ever been to; everything was larger than life – the waves, drift wood, rocks. We spent most of the day walking around and then decided to head to the campground.

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The campground was pretty quiet . . . if you don’t count the snoring man I had to sleep in a tent with. There was lots of green, and somehow we lucked out and didn’t get any rain. We had s’mores and hotdogs and called it a night. If camping is that easy, I’m not opposed to trying again with two small additions: an air mattress and some ear plugs.

Thanks for reading!

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