We all get jaded by our daily environment now and then. Even when your windows look out on the ever changing water, a side trip can make a big difference. Lately I’ve tried to tear myself away periodically and get out to other waterfronts.
Whidbey is a long narrow island. Driving it’s length you see the water first from one side then the other. In a few spots you can see both sides at the same time. This means that ten miles north or south from home the surroundings are completely different.
When I heard that literary agent Andrea Hurst had organized a weekly writing session at the Coupeville Pier it sounded like a good excuse for a quick trip. Just Write on the Pier is for writing, not sharing manuscripts or critiquing. You bring the laptop or the pen and paper and write for two hours. A little dose of just-sit-down-and-get-it-done.
I’ve written in numerous waterside spots over the years, beaches, boats, parking lots and ferries, but the Coupeville Pier was one place I’d missed. So on Wednesday I left work a couple of hours early and headed north.
Though I’ve been out to the pier a hundred times, I’d not been there since the Local Grown coffee house set up shop at the very end. I’ve written in every other coffee house on Whidbey Island, this one would be no exception.
There appears to be a story behind Local Grown. They offer an interesting combination of Whidbey Island Farm Foods, Espresso and Marine Supplies. I arrived expecting great things, not least of all was a jolt of inspiration for the piece I was working on.
The pier is a great place for a summer picnic, and even at 40 degrees the bright red tables looked inviting. If this writing on the pier thing works out I can envision myself here this summer working on draft number four. Well, maybe number three.
Local Grown enjoys a perfect setting, surrounded on three sides by water. The back door opens onto the picnic deck. Perhaps some of those marine supplies are lurking under that tarp.
It worked for me.
Speaking of local foods … just up the street from the pier is my favorite food shop, Bayleaf. What better way to round off a mid-winter vacation? I stopped in to splurge on a small chunk of blue cheese. They always have a selection of three or four unusual varieties, and they give samples. No little plastic spoons though, just a sliver of creamy goodness on a little piece of waxed paper.
At the next intersection I swung the car to the right and headed down to Keystone to watch the sun set.