So here we are – it’s fall in the Pacific Northwest and that means rain, rain, and more rain, perhaps for the next six months. Okay, not really, but it sometimes feels like that. And you can’t just stay home day after day even in the midst of a pandemic. You must get out for fresh air and a socially distanced outing and hope for promised sunbreaks to appear. We did just that last week – to someplace new – Titlow Park on Puget Sound in Tacoma – where Bob hoped to practice casting and I planned to take pictures.
We arrived under rain and threatening skies and headed to the beach where we found interesting views of the Tacoma Narrows Bridge.
But the promised sunbreaks failed to appear so we moved on
to walk the trail through the woods, where the rain was mostly kept at bay by the trees overhead.
We finished the loop and as we made our way back to the car the rain turned to hail and we wondered about our miserable rainy day outing. But we had to eat so we went to Ruston Way for take-out – no eating in restaurants – we’re in that phase again.
As we finished our lunch in the car the rain finally slowed and brilliant blue skies appeared. We took the bait and headed out for our second walk of the day. Why not?
As you might imagine the place was mostly deserted so we had the wide paved trail to ourselves – save for a few hearty souls walking their dogs.
And then something wonderful happened.
Harbor seals! Lots of them! More than I’d ever seen in Puget Sound! Right off the beach below the bluff, there were families of them, swimming together, diving and feeding and as nearly as I could tell, just enjoying life.
At first I thought they might be sea lions but when I saw them close-up in my photos I knew they were harbor seals by the beautiful tapestry of their skins.
As far as I was concerned the day was redeemed and even though the rain returned it was okay for as we started our drive home, I saw the bow in the cloud.
So don’t believe a rainy day walk can’t have its own magic.