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  • Lake Quinault with kids

    No rain dance required: Two perfect days on the Olympic Peninsula with kids
  • One might argue that no two days can be perfect while traveling with kids, but while on Washington's Olympic Peninsula, visitors will have to blame the errant tantrum or two on something other than the scenic, natural beauty of this temperate rain forest.
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  • One might argue that no two days can be perfect while traveling with kids, but while on Washington's Olympic Peninsula, visitors will have to blame the errant tantrum or two on something other than the scenic, natural beauty of this temperate rain forest.
    Tucked against the south shore of Lake Quinault just inside the Olympic National Park boundary, historic Lake Quinault Lodge quietly beckons families with promises of hidden trails through wild, overgrown forests and miles of ocean beaches coupled with charming hospitality, picnic lunches and steaming mugs of hot cocoa served in the stately dining room. Oh, and at least 120 days out of the year, they'll throw in a Northwest rainfall for free.
    We arrived on a rare sunny day; the pale-blue sky was holding its own as the kids scrambled out of the car and tumbled down the lodge's long, sloping lawn toward the lake. The view was incredible from floor-to-ceiling windows in the wood-paneled lobby, but despite the sun's appearance, I was drawn more quickly to the crackling fire in the stone fireplace surrounded by fat, leather sofas. We were given a spacious, lakeside room for our family of five and pointed toward the game room (stocked with board games, a pingpong table and billiards) and indoor, heated pool and saunas.
    That night, we dined on cedar-planked salmon and Northwest clam chowder in the lodge's Roosevelt Dining Room (the ambiance was family-friendly while still inspiring the kids to practice their best table manners), then woke the following morning to the sound of a furious rain on the roof.
    No matter. By the time we'd enjoyed breakfast (the sweet-potato pancakes with lodge-made hazelnut butter are worth braving the rain), all that remained of the early-morning downfall was wet grass and tendrils of fog dissipating off the lake.
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