I cannot tell you how enchanting this area is. It is precipitous, unspoiled, and ruggedly beautiful. Surrounded by the ebbing waters of the Puget Sound, it is nestled in the Olympic Peninsula and was once an important trading post for the North Straits Salish Native Americans. The waters are a cross between emerald and turquoise and the Island itself is like a dream. It is named Orcas Island after Juan Vincente de Guemes Padilla Orcas Hitas y Aguayo, second count of Revillagigedo, the Viceroy of Mexico who sent an exploration expedition out to the Pacific North West in 1791. It has nothing to do with whales at all…
We chose the Rosario Resort which was once the private home of shipping magnate Robert Moran. The area is stunning and our room is part of his beautiful seafront mansion. We are excited to be here and after our walk we quickly decide we would enjoy the luxuries that this place has to offer. We cannot get enough of the beauty in this area and are pleased to be here.
The young man playing his guitar and singing looked like our grandson Dallas. That in itself endeared him to me. He began to sing the songs I had always loved. He sang so beautifully and for just a moment I wasn’t sure if I were listening to Lionel Ritchie, Eric Clapton, or Neil Diamond. They were all the songs that captured a season of my life and like all good music, written so much better than I ever could have ever articulated that season myself. Good music can move me almost as much as the beauty of the ocean or forest that surrounds me while I am here.
When he began to singSail on heartache…Good times never felt so good…I was reminded that I am in a good season and these times are so very good. I do not want to encumber my life with the things that rob me of the beauty of that simple statement.
When we rode the ferry back towards home the wind was blowing through my hair and I felt myself humming the song ‘Sail On’. Yes Lionel, you were right…the good times never felt so good…
Tom and Nancy’s Journeys 