Yesterday was a day of extremes. The first half of the ride was purely functional - get from the beautiful islands around Bainbridge to the beautiful coast of Oregon via the industrial southern end of the Olympic peninsula. And so we did. All I can say about that it that it is amazing how many trees get cut down up there. I am imagining it is all sustainably harvested meaning they grow back as many as they cut. But that is a lot of trees. The second half of the trip was wonderful as we reached the coast and began our journey south. We reached the Ft Clatsop National Monument which marked the official ending place of the Lewis and Clark Trail. And so it is done - we rode the Trail from one end to the other with a few adjustments in Montana. Amazing amazing amazing journey those men and one woman undertook. I am so glad we mimicked it as best we could. Respect.
One of the side activities of these trips is finding a place to stay. We don't have any reservations anywhere and just roll into a place around 4 pm and start asking around until we find a place. Well last night I got nervous and booked a place online that turned out to be terrible. $250 a night each and the furniture was so old the varnish had worn off and the wood underneath was soiled and disfigured. It was bad. It was on the beach (nice) but we couldn't see it because of the thick fog. I did get a chance to stick my fingers in the Pacific so that was good.
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