Then drove up to the bluff above what seemed to be Olson's Resort in a state of winter desuetude, and looked out, read the book some more, and continued to try to guess where to look for a foraging whale. Left Sekiu — which by the way is pronounced See-Cue, to rhyme with see-through— and headed back, looking out at the Strait whenever possible: ducks yes, whales no. Detoured into Pillar Point Park. Grebes, ducks, gulls, ravens and rainbows, yes. Whales, no.
A small boat came puttering in, was loaded up onto its trailer and left. I think they had been crabbing, as they unloaded a big covered bucket, and there was a sign on the shore with rules for recreational crabbers. Once they pulled out, I had the place to myself, so I parked a short way down the boat ramp. Rain came and went. Lots of grebes. A gull eating something large which he kept dropping and grabbing up again, like maybe part of a crab.
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Something I just noticed -- it's Clallam Bay but you're the librarian for the Klallam Tribe? Is the former an anglicized version of the latter, Indian name or is it something completely different?
The book I'm reading, _Shadows of our ancestors : readings in the history of Klallam-White relations_ has a long piece taken from the writings of a minister working on the Skokomish Reservation in the late 19th century, where in fact the Klallam were supposed to have moved but didn't. He spells everything with a K. Klallam County, Klallam Bay and all.
Map http://www.skokomish.org/images/Map2.jpg
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