Yesterday’s enthusiasm was met with today’s reality. Our 90km ride / 2 hour hike and first tent sleep in 7 years left us a little bleary eyed and stiff. Very stiff.
Sunshine and wind was the theme of the day and the descent of Mt. Walker to the Hood Canal was stunning. The headwind we met at the bottom meant for slow plod.
Mistakenly we started the day sans breakfast – after all how long can 30 miles take to ride? Answer two and half slow hours with a headwind that tested our legs and head alike. The route however was beautiful as it swept by numerous state parks (Dosewallips looked to be the best) and private recreation area. Dee almost stopped to enquire when she saw a waterfront plot for 79,900. Not sure where she is going for the nightlife however as it rural living. The miles steadily rolled along until we arrived at the town of Hoodsport.
We made a detour to the visitor centre where two Betty White impersonators laid out the lunch options – Hamburger stand or “‘The Mexican ... we’ve heard good reports”. Thankfully there was a grocery store (an IGA for you Canadian to relate to) which we’re told ‘has excellent sales on this week; I think hamburger is 99c a pound.” Clearly they wanted to fatten us up a little…
The grocery store was stocked with all that we needed – and we needed a lot to make up for missed time this morning and we continued on to Potlach State Park at the head of the Hood Canal where we wolfed down some cereal, fruit and got our wits about us. A shower awaited the warmth of which determined by the number of quarters you had (one for me, two for Dee).
Fed and cleaned we wondered down to the waterfront and spent the afternoon enjoying the sun on our face and waves lap against the rocks.
Garth’s attempt to have dinner fireside was meet with initial resistance from some damp firewood. Thankfully a Good Samaritan, or a camping neighbor tired of being smoked out offered up some dry wood and we enjoyed a crackling finish to the day with vegetable sandwiches and minestrone soup. The feast washed down with a cheeky Oregon Pinot. All in all a good second day.
2 comments:
Racks, Fenders, panniers on the Carbon Race bikes?
... I feel violated just looking at them!
Have a great trip.
Awesome, you two. So sorry we didn't get a word in with you post-Ironman. We're all very proud of your sensational races and followed you through to the finish. Congratulations!! We will now live vicariously through your blog (although I have to say, Boston at 29C on the weekend was pretty sweet).
love,
Murray, Jen, and little Simon
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