
Day three could have ended after breakfast and we would have been happy, as Jones has been searching for the perfect plate of huevoes rancheros for as long as I have known him, and we found them at Señor Moose.
Modestly located just outside downtown Ballard, this place is a “must eat”.
Way stuffed but thoroughly satisfied later, we headed to board the Ferry to Bainbridge Island, for our wilderness adventure….
If you have never been on a ferry it’s actually rather exciting, waiting in line for your turn to pull your car onto the platform, going up to the upper level and watching as the city falls behind, sea air and TUG BOATS! It’s really just something you don’t get much of in the Midwest.
Once on land we drove up to see a friend in Port Townsend and then onward to Olympic National Park to see the sights of Lake Crescent



The real adventure started when we came across the Storm King Trail….

It looked cool so we took it, up and up and up…..It was steep and winding and really beautiful.
and it wasn’t until the sun started to drop, that we realized we had no water and remembered bears lived there, then it occurred to Jones to look at a map. A map that told us we were attempting to hike a 4 mile trail that wound up a 4, 534′ mountain, so we agreed our efforts were valiant and headed back down
to start on our 3 hour trip back to the city……
we did after all have to be well rested for our tattoo appointments the next day.

Portage Bay Café was a suggestion from our hosts, and it was a great one. I mean c’mon they have a fucking toppings bar for your pancakes, french toast and waffles.
I will tell you what, there is an incredible plethora of eateries in Seattle and we were never once disappointed during this trip….Well except for the late night decision Jones made for the blue cheese and bacon slathered sweet potato fries, that thank goodness we don’t have a photo of, a crime we can forgive but not forget……now for tattoos
As our friends know, we return from every trip with new tattoos so you all knew Seattle would get added to the collection. We went to Under the Needle Tattoo, right down town and actually under the needle, to see Matt Lentz. Who, I am confident in saying, is responsible for my new favorite piece,
he also did a really impressive job of getting creative in order to fill the space Jones had left on his forearm
So this wraps it up on the picture taking portion of the trip as my tattoo is placed nicely in the elbow crease of my right arm, other wise known as the ditch, thus raising the stakes on what seemed worth it to bring the camera to my eye. But I will add a few more suggestions/discoveries in the last hours of our time there.
Rays Boathouse has a great view, and despite their salty prices (pun intended) we really enjoyed our Cajun Rockfish, which was enough to share.
D’Ambrosio Gelato was so good, and satisfied our sweet tooth
The Tractor Tavern had a pretty good collection of music shows coming up. Like Austin Lucas, a personal favorite of mine who I missed seeing by just a couple of days.
I found an incredible selection of organic gauge jewelry at Pierced Hearts

Our last day was all about Toulouse Petit Kitchen and Lounge and their breakfast happy hour. Sure you can order delicious eyeopening drinks, but their food is what it’s all about, as their breakfast menu is half-off and unbelievably good.
So there you have it, our first trip to the Pacific North West and it was great. Next time I hope we can make it up to Vancouver, CAN as well and maybe be a bit more prepared to spend some real time in the woods, but no matter what you like to do you really should make it out there….
xoxo The Jones’



























