I have lived in this area all my life and never visited Anderson Island. A few weeks ago I was reading a story set in France and the characters were traveling through small villages. This set me to bemoaning that I wasn’t traveling. Then, in a moment, I realized that there were a lot of places, a whole lot, right here in my backyard, that I hadn’t been to. I called Karen and we decided to make it our mission to discover our backyard in the coming months. First stop, Anderson Island.
Anderson Island is called “The Secret Island” and is the southernmost Island in Puget Sound. It is accessible only by boat or float plane and is about a 20-minute ferry ride. Karen commented that going there is like stepping back in time. It has one General Store, one Gas Station, One Restaurant and no traffic lights.
The Island is just under 8 miles in size, with a population (in 2010) of 1037. We picked a perfect day with the weather. The ferry ride was beautiful. The picture shows it a bit windy, but not cold at all. In fact, we stopped at “The Old Swimming Hole”, and watched kids swimming.
Our first stop was the General Store where we picked up a map and met a very friendly guy behind the counter. This is one of the friendliest places I have visited. Armed with a map we set out to explore the island. The guy at the store told us about the restaurant that sets on one of two lakes. So first stop Riviera Lakeshore Restaurant. It overlooks Lake Josephine and has a beautiful view of Mt. Rainier. And, is sooooo quiet. We both had fish and chips, good, and better with the ambiance surrounding us.
A resident of the island stopped by our table and chatted for a bit. The pace of the day was “Island Time”. Karen had it right when she said it was like stepping back in time.
We drove around the Island stopping at the first school on the Island and Johnson Historic Farm. You can see more of the farm on their website. Unfortunately, it was closed but we wandered around enjoying the grounds and wonderful weather.
Altogether an amazing day that made me again wonder at how I could have lived here so long and never visited Anderson Island.