A day in Port Ludlow

Click on the photo for a slide show of today's adventure. We had lunch at the Port Ludlow Inn. While we were eating, the Kenmore Air seaplane in the final photo arrived with a couple as passengers. They were the only other guests in the restaurant, and apparently they were celebrating the woman's birthday.


Today, we were expecting the poorest weather of our trip. So, rather than be confined to Sadie's interior, as much as we love her, we decided to make a drive to Port Ludlow, some 60 miles further up Highway 101. The further north we went, the worse the weather became. At times, we were driving in a deluge. Nevertheless, we pressed on.

We were rewarded for our efforts by finding Port Ludlow to be a very inviting, upscale community. I had been there in 1981 by boat, but what I saw today was anything but the dilapidated, light industrial community I remembered. The whole area appears to be a resort town built between my previous visit and our experience today.

In the slide show, you will see the Port Ludlow Inn, whose architect has successfully evoked the 1930s with the design of the inn. I pictured myself chatting with Scott and Zelda in the card room overlooking the bay.

The food was delightful. We both ordered the seafood sandwich du jour, which was a grilled shrimp panini with Gruyere cheese, served with real french fries and a wonderful mixed green salad with a light vinaigrette dressing. I had a Black Butte Porter and Jill had the house Pinot Gris to complete a wonderful repast.

Our trip home was unremarkable, except for the fact that we moved from heavy rain showers in the Port Ludlow area to clear skies and sunshine in Potlatch. It was a lovely visit, but we are happy to be back "home" enjoying our Sadie.