I’m heading up the 101 North on my way to Forks, Washington when I come to the South Shore Road that splits off and runs along Lake Quinault.  Not being in any particular hurry and remembering some waterfalls listed on the map, I can’t resist the photographic possibilities and excitedly get back into proper exploration mode, versus the Miles-Davis-chill-mode that I had just been in for some hours.  Volume goes down, seat comes upright, window down, heater on.  Alertness: ON.  Okay, I’m in the proper place.

I passed the beautiful Lake Quinault Lodge and found myself wanting to stay.  It looks majestic and charming and the view and atmosphere are absolutely stunning.  Before too long, I’m exploring the Merriman and Bunch waterfalls up the road, both of which are worth taking a peak at.  And then, there it was, this old rusty truck, nearly swallowed up by the mossy rainforest.  I suspect one of the neighbors made the sign, a cool addition, don’t ya think?  I wonder if they meant Peace…