The night before while we had been out drinking, Alex & Joe had come up with a plan – get us so drunk that we wouldn’t want to ride the next day so they could kidnap us and take us on a road trip. As Alex & Joe were really fun people, we eagerly accepted the offer and had enjoyed sipping from Alex’s hip flask although only enough that we were slightly tender when we woke up.
We had told Alex we would call him and make plans to go out for breakfast, but I was busy watching
Bill & Carol were eager to spend more time with us in the morning and we were glad to. Over a breakfast of french toast we were treated to more stories including one of how they met and another of how Carol has saved Bill’s life 3 times. They had been having some computer problems, so I spent a bit of time acting as tech support which they were happy for. After that was all done we said our goodbyes and rolled out.
We headed along the coast and it was a very different experience to the
After our relaxing city visits in the Pacific Northwest to Vancouver, Seattle and Portland C felt like we hadn’t been on the bike for a while and was eager to get riding again. That was good, because we had a few days ahead of us. The schedule would see us ride for 7 days to get to Eureka, CA where we would have a rest day and then 5 days of riding to get to our next big goal of San Francisco for a few days. There were 2 options available, heading west and riding the Pacific Coast route
We only had a short ride so, after fixing my puncture, chilled in Vancouver with the goal of getting there for 1pm when Kevin, our host for our time in town, would get off work. I was happy to see the sun making an appearance after the previous days of rain and was hopeful of seeing Mt St Helens which Jason had said we could see from his place. Unfortunately the trees were too tall and so once again we were foiled!
We stopped by Walmart on the way over to get some snacks and to get wipes to clean
By the time we were up, Jean had headed out to run an errand so we didn’t get to thank her for the Dutch Baby we found waiting for us in the kitchen. It looked like a giant Yorkshire pudding, but a little thicker and lighter. It was served with homemade jams and icing sugar. We sat round and talked to Dennis who then made some French Toast to ensure we were full of delicious carbs. He gave us some hints on reading the skies and forecast the weather based on the direction of the smoke coming