Eric drove to the
Area so we could see
the Dungeness Spit.
I was amazed to learn that the Dungeness Spit was naturally formed by wind, silt and glacial debris. Over the years it has grown to over five miles in length as it juts into the Strait of Juan de Fuca.
Eric looks out at the
waves crashing
on the beach.
I zoom in on a yacht.
With the naked eye, this yacht
looked like a white blob.
The cliffs are unstable.
Visitors are warned
not to cross the
fence line.
The trail along the cliffs includes
an archway created by trees.
The Dungeness Spit stretches
out before us.
People are busy in the
stern of this boat.
I watch a seagull fly
over the shore line.
This large piece of driftwood
looks like a prehistoric creature
watching the tide come in.
The Dungeness Spit provides
protection from the pounding
waves creating calm waters
for kayaking.
This area is home to many species of native and migrating birds. The Dungeness National Wildlife Refuge was established in 1915, by President Woodrow Wilson, to protect the abundant wildlife that thrives here.
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