Hoh Rainforest and Quinault Rainforest

I took a road trip across country and stopped at many National Parks, including Olympic National Park. It features unbelievably beautiful lush, mossy rain forests.

In my first post, I confused Quinault and Hoh and called it Qoh! Oops.

This one is Hoh Rain Forest.

Gloomy looming large figures! So much moss.

Hoh Rain Forest

This one is Quinault Rain Forest.

So many ferns! Ferns all the way down.

Quinault Rainforest

Olympic National Park

Where are the gnomes

It is hard to describe how unbelievably hobbit-like Olympic National Park is in July.

Olympic National Park in July

The thick verdant nature of everything is really hard to capture on camera. I was lucky it wasn’t raining. Everything was covered in moss. Electric poles: moss. Electric lines: moss. Everything: moss. I could imagine houses get quite dingy if you don’t keep them dry. I would not want to live here, I think I’d feel damp too much of the year, but it was quite resplendent mid-July.

It was also not very busy. I hiked Quinault Rain Forest. I must have been happily marching along for two hours by myself without hearing a soul in the world, lah lah, my head meandering about how nice the green stuff is and whether I’ll see an elk, when all of a sudden some dude briskly walks past saying EXCUSE ME. I also had my hood up to keep the bugs off, so I really didn’t hear him coming. Sheesh I nearly had a heart attack. After that I stopped hiking with my hood up.