This is how we travel : ) If you squeeze his hat pompom his ears fly up.
Samoa Cookhouse is somewhere that Brian had been as a kid. It is not right off 101, so you either have to know about it, or have been there before to know how to get to it, or even that it exists. It's actually in the town of Samoa. It was the cookhouse for loggers way back when (1800's). They serve the food the same. You don't order, just go in and sit at a long table, and whatever they are cooking that day, that's what you eat. It was really neat!
We left the elk and drove some more and spotted this amazing old school house in a field. It was so pretty!Then we saw more elk.
It brought back a lot of memories, and made a lot of new ones! From here we drove north, and had a few more fun stops during day one, but I'll do a post of those later.