This morning we headed out with mugs of tea, intending to have breakfast at a favorite cafe at the airport south of Port Townsend. Then we wandered the country roads toward the Strait, heading for a few geocaches on our list. We slowed down for a broad corner, and there it was: the Acadia Country Inn. We literally slammed on the brakes and looked at each other. We spent our tenth anniversary in this historic house.
When we stayed there, the house was a bed & breakfast, just one of its many incarnations. Built in 1908, the house and farm began life as a private residence, then a hazelnut and fruit farm, a brewery and speakeasy, a brothel, then a boarding house, bed and breakfast, and a vaudeville circus base camp. Today it's a private residence and event center, and also has a tasting room for wine, cider, and mead.
The first time we stayed here, we had the attic room that included the turret-shaped dormer. The second time, we stayed in the corner room that looks out over a grassy pasture, facing where I was standing today.
Today was a cold and gorgeous day for a drive. The mountains were sporting fresh snow, there was frost on the ground, and the sky was streaked with clouds.
This looks like a fantastic place...would love to see it for myself.
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