This travelogue installment covers my journey on Sunday, August 18th, from Gig Harbor to Seattle to attend the first Hempfest event since voters in Washington approved legalization of marijuana for personal use. Since I would be riding my motorcycle, I could not fully partake in the activities at Hempfest.
The following map shows my route to the Southworth ferry terminal, across Puget Sound to the Fauntleroy terminal, and north to a neighborhood close to the venue park. I returned via the same route.
Upon arriving at the Southworth ferry terminal, I had a bit of a wait for the next ferry to arrive. While waiting I also met Travis riding a BMW F800, who was just returning from a dual-sport outing with friends into the Olympic Forest. Since he was also a computer programmer, we talked about our experiences in that occupation. This next photo shows the terminal area.
This next panoramic photo shows the view towards Vashon Island just to the southeast of Southworth.
This next photo shows some of the homes nearby along the shore near Southworth.
As the ferry approached the Fauntleroy terminal, I asked Travis to take this photo on the car deck as we prepared to disembark.
This next photo shows a view towards the ferry terminal.
On the way into Seattle, I followed Travis for some distance and took several photos along the way.
After leaving the viaduct, I found my way along some surface streets heading toward the area of Eliott Avenue and Harrison Street, since there is a pedestrian bridge leading over the roadway and the BNSF railroad tracks to the Eliott Bay Park. Fortunately I located a suitable and free parking space along 3rd Avenue between Republican and Harrison Streets. Had I been in a car, parking would have been much more difficult or expensive.
I walked a short distance to the entrance of the pedestrian bridge. As I crossed it I took photos to show the number of people following me and also those ahead of me.
At the corner, just after crossing the railroad tracks, the Seattle police had set up an overlook for the officers to have a good view of the area below.
As I continued down the ramp on the west side of the railroad tracks, I stopped to take several photos to create this next panoramic photo of the view. The time is around 1:20 PM PDT. This captures less than half of the entire venue. Many more people arrived over the course of this beautiful afternoon. Much more is to the north behind the stage at the right side of this photo. Numerous groups of mostly younger people were fully enjoying the event. I did also see many older people too, including those in my age group.
This next photo shows a band performing on the stage and loudly.
Someone brought in their “flower-power” bus to display.
At this event there were a very large number of vendors selling all kinds of paraphernalia These next photos show just a small sample of the various bongs and pipes for sale.
One vendor was selling copies of the magazines Cannabis Now, including one issue with the president’s photo on the cover.
There were also numerous food stands for those hungry for some “munchies.”
Some of the vendors were offering varieties of clothing and incense. I bought just a baseball cap as a souvenir.
Later in the afternoon, around 4 PM PDT, I had seen enough and was ready to return to Gig Harbor. As I walked up the pedestrian ramp again, I took one last photo to show that the crowd had grown in size.
When I reached the Fauntleroy ferry terminal, I discovered that I had just missed the ferry and would have to wait around an hour for the next one at 6:20. After I had finally boarded the ferry, I took this next photo of another ferry.
As my final photo of the day, I took this next photo of my motorcycle on the car deck.
At 7:30 PM I arrived back at my cousin’s home and found a delicious steak dinner waiting. What nice way to top off the day’s excursion to Hempfest 2013.
That concludes my travelogue report for August 18th. The next two days were spent relaxing and waiting for Isabel’s son, Jay, to arrive on the 20th from Arizona for a visit. I departed on the 21th and headed past Mount St. Helens to the Columbia River and then east to Arlington, Oregon, where I visited Fulton’s sister, Dianne, and her husband Nick on their farm. More about that journey in my next travelogue report.