Dad was a Operating Engineer, usually only vacations we got were when the Engineers went out on strike. Mom gets the call one day "Pack the trailer and the kids, we're going to BC Canada". We were still living in the desert back then. When we returned we went through the Olympic Peninsula/rain forest. I was so disappointed, nothing but sunlight, BRIGHT sunlight. "This is a rain forest! It's sposed to be raining! I can see the sun at home 345 days a year" :rofl: