The first thing I did today after breakfast was drive out to Cape Flattery, near Neah Bay. This is on the Makah Indian Reservation, and represents as far west as it’s possible to drive in the continental US. On the map below, that’s near point B.
Then, I drove down to Ozette, which is nothing more than a ranger station. From there, I hit the hiking trail and walked the more than 3 miles to the actual westernmost point, which you can see on that map a bit north of west from point C. It’s called Cape Alava. Keen eyes or use of the zoom feature might reveal a mushroom-shaped spit of land even further north, jutting out into the Pacific. I’m not counting that spit, because it’s only part of the mainland at low tide, and not really accessible even then. I got a picture of it, anyway (see below).
Six mile hikes suck.
But I did it.
That’s the good news.
The bad news: I’m in Forks. (Point D on the map.) I stopped here because the hike completely exhausted me, especially the last 20 minutes which were in the dark. Honestly, I don’t know how I have enough energy to sit here and type this. The thought of trying to go further, to a town that might have less Twilight, was even worse than the thought of spending the night in Forks.
It’s bad here. Really, really, bad. You can’t move without tripping over a Twilight thing. They do stop just short of putting movie posters in the motel rooms, but probably only because they haven’t thought of it, yet.
It seems like it would have been, could have been, a nice enough town, if it weren’t for all the godsdamned vampires.
Anyway, here’s the map:
And here are a few photos – but none of the Twilight Zone.
Remember back when I was in Maine, I got a picture of Canada? This was at the eastern end of the boundary between the US and Canada. Fittingly, I ended this part of the journey at the western end of the same boundary. Here is a picture of Vancouver Island, taken from Neah Bay, across Juan de Fuca Strait.
A shot of the spit of land I mentioned above:
And, finally, somewhere in the picture below is the westernmost (non-tidal dependent) spot of land in the US:
And so this portion of my mission has been accomplished. Tomorrow, I start moving south down the coast toward California. I’ll continue to post updates whenever I can.