The plan to go morel hunting this past weekend was unfortunately spoiled by flooding and a serious lack of actual mushrooms. Never one to be phased by bad weather or last minute planning- the bff found us a camp site on Whidbey Island, and we drove out on Friday after work. We somehow managed not to plan a single thing- by the time we got to the campground it was pitch black, we had no firewood, and only the light of a dying head lamp. We managed to set up our tent without too many issues, eat a well balanced dinner of hummus and cheese, and crashed out by 10:30.
The next morning we took off and found ourselves a sweet little farm with a creamery and a cafe. I'd be happy to eat pie for breakfast forever.
From there we headed towards Deception Pass, but (of course) found ourselves at a farmers market and Friends of the Library book sale.
I forgot how calm and mellow farmers markets can actually be. Once we finally made it to Deception Pass State Park we spent a good two hours just walking down the beach. It's been way too long since I've done that.
We have another mushroom hunting trip scheduled in a few weeks, so I'm hoping to get at least one trip in before spring is over.