We packed up and got on the road ready to explore the beautiful island. We got as far as Oak Harbour and I saw a bus. I remembered reading about the zero-fare policy and so with the skies grey and miserable and it looking like it was going to drizzle we decided to take the bus down to Clinton. We were the first people on board, but shortly after more got on. There was Betty & Wayne who were a couple of seniors on their way to the Clinton ferry to go to Mukilteo for clam chowder. Betty was a very chatty lady and spent the whole journey talking mainly to us but also to the other people on the bus. The other main guy we spoke to, Josh, was from Boston but had a place in Seattle and gave us advice for places to go.
It had been an enjoyable ride down to Clinton and neither of us felt bad about taking the bus. Yes, we are cycling around the country, but that’s a vehicle and the key part of the journey is to meet interesting people and have fun experiences which the bus let us do. The bus dropped us off at the ferry terminal where we hopped on the short ferry across to Mukilteo, just north of Seattle. It was so short that it felt like we spent more time in port than on the water.
When we disembarked from the ferry we said our goodbyes to Betty & Wayne and headed up the hill towards the Interurban trail that would take us to Seattle. Using my Kindle we managed to find the entrance a few miles away from the port and set off. Looking at the GPS map of where we rode, it would have been much more direct just to head south and avoid the trail. The highlight of the trail for me was when we found blackberries as I was getting pretty hungry. There were some parts of the trail where there were a bunch of people sat on the side with big boxes that were full of berries. The berries on the side of the roads is definitely one of the parts that makes the Pacific Northwest cool.
When we got of the trail we just took a road straight down to Donna & Greg’s house. It was less windy than the trails, but so much hillier. Seattle might be a fun place to live, but commuting round it could definitely be a pain with the constant hills, some of which are quite steep even if only for half a mile or so. It would certainly make you a strong cyclist.
Donna & Greg were Chris‘ friends from his time in Seattle. They had been so kind to let us stay for a couple of nights based purely on Chris’ recommendation. They had a dog with a quite ridiculous amount of energy called buddy and invited their daughter Hanna over for the night which was great as she has spent so much time in Latin America that she could give me some great advice for my time there.