Increasingly, I seek out places where I know there will be no other people. And increasingly, those places are becoming difficult to find. In a state as magnificent as ours, with so many beautiful places to visit, you would think you could go somewhere, a beach, a trail, a river, and have it to yourself. Not so much, is the answer. During the summer months, especially, everyone else seems to have the same idea. When I feel the pull for isolation in nature, I wind up driving long distances, and going alone. This drives my husband crazy. He travels for work, so for him, being home is a treat. He worries about my safety. My sanity also seems to be frequently called into question.
Last weekend, he and I took a road trip together to the Long Beach Peninsula, with the goal of exploring and hopefully seeing birds and animals. One of our first stops was a beach near Oysterville. This particular beach allowed for vehicles to drive on the sand. I can see the allure,
