I have some real concerns about this place:
1. I booked a "cabin" for an overnight with a friend visiting from Phoenix. When I made the reservation I was told I would have "cabin" 24. (I wrote that on my calendar so I would know which one to go to.). I have a service dog. Upon checking in, I was given a different "cabin" and then made to feel like a criminal trying to sneak a pit bull fighting team into the place! Luckily I always carry cards that provide the federal relating to accepting service dogs as something other than "a pet." I stated three times she is NOT a pet! The man I was speaking with, I was told by the very nice young lady in the office that he was the manager, although he never greeted me or offered me his name, took the card and blocked the exit so I had to stand there while he read every word, on both sides! I was very embarrassed as there were others there who were witnessing this exchange. He told me, numerous times, that they don't allow pets in certain cabins (though I stayed in the ONE "cabin" for the disabled and had my mothers' dog AND my 20-year-old cat with me!!), because they have to "pay out thousands" to have the pet dander removed. When I commented that I had stayed the previous year with two pets, he virtually called me a liar "no, you couldn't have" were his words. After he finished reading every word, it was very obvious that he didn't want to allow me to stay at all but he knew he had no choice. A Federal law is a Federal law. So, after all of this, he stood aside and allowed me to exit. I apologized to the people waiting as I went out.
We drove to the "cabin" on a badly maintained dirt road. I don't expect (or desire) blacktop, but grading the washboards would've been great! Found our quarters (last one in the row before the RV sites) and went in. First allow me to explain that they are NOT "cabins" at all. Maybe they were once, but no more. They are "park models." Mini mobile homes with "log" siding. They look relatively new and are EXTREMELY well-equipped! They have truly thought of virtually everything you could want in a kitchen-right down to a corkscrew and a crockpot!! (The fridge chilled the few groceries we brought quickly and the milk was icy-cold!). The furniture, however, is very uncomfortable. The sofa bed had a big "hole" in it and, being disabled, once seated the first time, I was completely unable to get up unassisted. (Had my friend not been there, I'm not certain I would've been able to get up from that thing!). The kitchen chairs are fairly average, for what they are. Our accommodations had bunk beds in a VERY narrow hallway and there was a queen bed in the bedroom at the back. (This bed may well be THE most horribly uncomfortable I've ever slept on in 50+ years! A previous reviewer gave a very accurate description of what the beds feel like-if you're curious, check it out.) If you are vacationing with others, be the congenial co-vacationer and offer someone else the queen bed....ANYone else!! It'll make you look good and save your whole body too!
My friend and I decided to walk down the beach as far as I could. (My mobility is being eaten away a little at a time and I was fairly sure this would be my last chance.) As we came off the path to the sand, there were some people at a campfire with two large dogs, neither leashed. The man in the group growled orders to the dogs as they both started toward us (I also had my service dog, though she did not have her jacket on so she could have a "free" walk too.) The dogs stopped and we continued.
We walked and I did go a little ways, dipping toes in the surf on the way back. As we were going back to the trail up to the park, the same two dogs started barking and the largest actually charged us! The man wasn't there and the woman kind of strolled toward us, saying their names but not trying to control them at all. Now, my assist dog is no slouch-she's a Rottweiler and German Shepard mix. But she's also 15-yrs-old and, as she has always done, she was protecting us. I took the large walking stick that had been left on our porch and placed it right in front of the largest dog to hold it off while my friend held Annie back. By then the second had come up and was going for Annie from the back. I was furious and informed the woman of the state leash law and offered to bring her a copy. She declined.
I tell you this because the same thing happened here the first time we stayed. The first stay, management had no interest at all in the fact that people are letting aggressive dogs run loose on the beach. A boy walking behind us saw the dogs charge us and went and got his father to go to the beach to talk to the dog owner. He was really scared.
I love Neah Bay, the ocean and all but I'm done there. Think twice. read more