Sunday, May 31, 2015

Bremerton to Fort Flagler, out and back

I saw two seals while Crossing the hood canal bridge, and one watched me, then performed a little roll and disappeared in the briny deep. If he had fingers I think he would have given me the middle one. 

So many fucking cars, it's like California out there. 

Drugs are great and everything, but maybe too much drugs on the trip out? I should just do food. 
This is the view of the nook of the Quimper Peninsula, from FF
Watched this bald eagle get bullied by a crow. 
Psh. Typical. 

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