When I was a little kid, I thought that the Olympic Mountains were named that because that’s where the Olympic Games were played.
Then I studied abroad in Greece and visited the actual city of Olympia. What a cool place. Probably one of my favorite ruin sites we visited.
And, no, I didn’t really go THAT long thinking the Olympics were held at our lovely mountains.
Gotta love the northwest. Especially when the mountains are “out”.