I had not been to Camano Island for over 20 years (since my mom and step-dad lived there in the late 1980's). It was a beautiful late-winter day yesterday, so we packed some snacks, grabbed Polly the Dog, and headed out around noon. It was a short 45-minute drive to the Camano Island exit, and soon we were off the freeway and enjoying the rural scenes via country roads.
While the town of Stanwood had really grown and expanded with malls and new homes, Camano State Park was virtually unchanged. We had the driftwood-strewn beach to ourselves, and the silence was startling. We walked and hiked so much that Polly slept the whole trip home!
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