Stayed in an RV park just before the river on the north side of this little town, which is the northern most city of a chain of four adjoining cities on Grays Harbor starting with Cospmopolis to the south, then heading north into Aberdeen, next is East Hoquiam and finally Hoquiam. This is a very blue-collar area right on the coast with the typical moderate temps, heavy mist and lots of green hills surrounding the cities.
The primary industry in the area is lumber, and this manifest itself in the numerous mills and thousands of lumber trucks running up and down US101.
Toured the coast both north and south of here. Found the Westport Lighthouse, beaches you can drive on and some very quaint port cities, some of which were Indian Reservations. The town of Westport was very much a fishing village. There was a four or five block business district adjacent to the marina with a half dozen restaurants, nearly as many gift shops, twice that many fishing charters and a Maritime Museum with a huge USA flag flying above.
The lineup of flags below was on the road headed into town. Besides the US flags there was also the flags of each of our 50 states.
While having breakfast in a local diner one morning, I overheard some old Lumbermen discussing marriage and what makes a good marriage successful. One of them in a very loud voice shared the following philosophy . . . .
‘You tell those kids to marry their best friend! None of that other shit matters.’
From the mouths of old gassers . . . .