While walking on Highway 8 I noticed an old road that followed along side, I'm assuming it was the old highway, it was quite beautiful actually. Amazing what you miss while driving down the street at 60 MPH.
After 7 miles or so, we walked into a tiny town called McCleary where we stopped for some delectable hamburgers at a hamburger stand called Bear's Den. There I called our next camp spot, Camp Thunderbird, to make sure they had a spot available for us that night. To my dismay, they did not. The nice kid I talked to said there was an event going on that night and they didn't have anything open.
I quickly jumped on good-old Google to try and find an alternative but there was nothing between McCleary and Olympia which was another 20 miles away. However I saw a fire station close to the camp and proceeded to call. I found out a few minutes later that we could camp on the property as long as we stayed out of the way. Fantastic! We had a camp site for the night.
8 miles later we showed up to no one there, so we waited around awhile and soon a sweet kid named Kevin showed up and showed us around and said we were more than welcome to use their shower and kitchen to cook our dinner. We stayed up with him and another volunteer fire fighter until 10-10:30, and just as Richard and I were about to go hit the hay, Kevin came back in from the front of the station, and said: "Well, that's the first time I've ever had to call 911.".... What?
Why did he have to call 911...? Well turns out a women from somewhere... comes out late at night and does yoga/exercises in the parking lot of the fire station. She's not homeless, I'm assuming because she drives a new Escalade and seems pretty well put together. The strange thing about her is that when you approach her to try and ask her what she's doing she completely ignores you... So Kevin's fire chief said that if she showed up again, to call the sheriff to see if he could help out.
When he arrived to speak with the woman, she just continued on with her Yoga moves and never bothered to acknowledge his existence. The sheriff came in the station and proceeded to tell us that she wasn't hurting anyone or anything so there was nothing he could do. She stayed fort about an hour, and then packed up and left. It was pretty strange, but rather funny.
We spent in our tent that night but didn't have to put on fly, so we could see the stars all night, it was crystal clear and quite, hard to beat.