Peggy was very nice and rustled up breakfast for us this morning. After that and some dish washing, we settled in for some family hobnobbing. Figuring we could just as easily talk while sightseeing, we decided to take our daughter, Dana, for a spin out to Samish Island about 10 miles west of our RV park.
Samish is a small bump sticking up out of what appears to be marshy farmland when approaching from the east like we did. I am not sure it is really an island except maybe during real high tides or tsunamis. Nevertheless, it is just freckled with very distinctive houses exhibiting a myriad of architectural styles. It seemed the more elderly the structure, the more distinctive it is. There is a small ashlar masonry cottage that is a classic beauty, several Craftsman-style estates, some modern architecture with lots of glass and numerous residences that look like small converted barns. I imagine they ain’t cheap. After much slow-speed driving and some wildflower pilferage, we returned back towards home through Edison.
Edison is a historical row of businesses about 1.5 blocks long with abrupt right turns in the downtown main street. We found the Old Edison Inn perched on one of the corners and the three of us went in to check it out. We sampled some of their porter and hamburgers and seafood and they were all very tasty. With drinks, tax and tip, it ran about $60 which seemed fair for what we got.
We eventually made it back to our RV park in Bow where Dana piled into her car for the trip back south to her home and work. We already miss her.
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