I've written so much, so many times, about Tumbo, and am sure there is nothing new I can say about a spot so special. This trip was of a kind. Sunny skies and wild things, great food and family time. Island walks and rope swings. Secluded beaches and sunsets. All one could want.
I'll let the photos tell a few stories:
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| So much to see! |
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| NO more picturesque view than Mt. Baker framed by marsh |
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| The rope swing of the Gods |
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| Had to |
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| Cult Priest dons Cult Head Gear. Praise Cult Leader! |
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| Rocking at the wheel |
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| Isn't every place a voyage on the sea of life? |
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| Uh, yeah |
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