Kalaloch Campground, Olympic National Park, WA
Today was a dull day. I walked the beach, fixed the tarp over the table better, fixed the plastic tarp over the tent and dried (partially) a lot of things out.
Breakfast was pancakes which I cooked a little bit better.
There just aren't any girls around today. That's unusual.
It's still cloudy but not rainy. Tent floor had water on it this morning. It's drier now. Mortimer keeps coming over wanting affection.
I should write a letter to Mary. It's been quite a time since I last wrote her.
I met Mike, a guy with long gold hair. We talked about his two girlfriends (Michelle and Donna) and his relations with them. He really had it made with both of them. Later we went down to the beach (It was dark) and sat on a log to discuss it more.
Farther down the beach were a group of hippies having a fire & party. They kept shining their flashlights in our eyes. Turns out they were going to have a pot party. Some guys who were drinking came over & brought some beer with them. So my friend & I were stuck at a beer and pot party. We all had some beer & we smoked the 3 joints that were passed around to 14 people. Nothing much happened of course. It was interesting but not fun. Stayed up till 4 a.m. Didn't have much to do anyway.
