So I have this thing about being on the roofs of things. It’s something I like to do. This has worked out well the last few years, as the house I’ve been living at has practically a playland of angles and platforms on top of it.
Seriously, it looks like something out of Mario64.
What with the banquet of off-kilter angles, I”ve found myself up there more than a few times with camera in hand. I thought it would be fun to share a few of the photos, as well as some of my other roof-top exploits.
Route 3 in British Columbia is gorgeous, and Route 101 in Oregon ain’t half bad either.
First, while still in Washington, and when it was still early and gloomy out, I happened to see a derelict ship just off the road. It took a while, but I finally found a few decent angles for photos:
The bulk of today was a long hike through Hoh Rain Forest, in Olympic National Park.
I woke up, thankful once again for having survived another roadside night unmolested (both figuaratively and literally) and made my way back about 15 miles to the town of Port Angeles, where they hide the Visitor’s Center. After getting the lowdown on the hiking trails, I was off.
Well, first I checked out the local Goodwill. The Goodwill in Port Angeles is awesome. First off, it’s freakin’ huge. Not Super Wal-Mart, from-sea-to-shining-sea huge, but pretty large. It was also very professionally put together; there was a full bank of registers, and the products had actual price tags (as apposed to hand written stickers) with UPCs and everything, like it’s a real store or something. I went in there looking for a rain jacket. Naturally, I ended up with a rain jacket and three more books I don’t have time to read:
This is why I love Goodwill. At a normal store, $20 might get you a rain jacket. At Goodwill, less than $20 gets you a rain jacket, and three parcels of snobbery.
