I guess we just got lucky yesterday. Although we managed to leave when the rain had stopped, it didn't quite wait for us to finish our short day. It never amounted to much, though, and we got through our 20, no, 25, no, 34 miles without getting soggy. Not without a little confusion, though. We went east when the online map told us to, even though the guy at our destination had said west. We are headed east so we went with the one that got us closer to Connecticut.
The places we've stayed. Anacortes was very nice. We arrived a little late and were, well, a bit excited about starting the ride. Even so we found time to appreciate the views of the waterfront and the comfortable room. At the end of the first day we found our place easily enough. We checked in with our hostess who had a soft, plaintive voice and an attitude to match. She told us about her health issues and her stressful life (20 people expected for breakfast this weekend!), her daughter's tendency to get injured, and then moved on to criticize tonight's destination - not professional of her to mention it, she said, but they'd had some pretty bad reviews. And a loval restaurant? Couldn't imagine why its name includes buffalo - there were never buffalo in the area. Wifi? Yes, but it hadn't been working well and her grandson who fixed it was playing in the band that night & couldn't help. I stepped gently on Bruce's foot to get him to stop feeding her material. Her cabin was very nice, though, warm and clean and comfortable.
We weren't sure what to expect tonight. Well, the restaurant serves buffalo. And ostrich. That seems to account for the name. It has a little green sign outside with a bicycle symbol that says bike food. We gave it a try. Aline says there' s no need to rush up here for the ostrich burger, but it was ok. Then we headed east. Then back west to find our cabin. Yes, this one is different. Friendly and accomodating, but not terribly organized. The sign on the laundromat we'd been assured was available says: open to public at 4:00 or 4:30. Even then when I headed over to check, it was locked. As I got back to the cabin, our host rushed up to the laundry room in his truck & called out that he was opening it!
Anyway, down to details:
34.38 miles
800 calories
730' climbed (wait til tomorrow)
Total so far: 92.96 miles, 2099 calories
You're going to meet so many wonderful, lovely, crazy people!
ReplyDelete"I stepped gently on Bruce's foot to get him to stop feeding her material." I laughed out loud at this and scared the cats. :) Sounds like the adventures have already begun. Something tells me you'll have at LEAST one story to rival the three-legged skunk and newspaper-over-ice camping trip. :)
ReplyDeleteWhat on earth is "bike food?"
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