Rain, rain, go away. Today it rained, off and on, for the entire ride. It never got so bad as to be miserable, but it definitely made it a lot harder to take pictures. I suppose it’s appropriate for the Pacific Northwest. We got so close to Canada that at one point my cell phone welcomed me to there, but it’s across the water. The terrain increasingly looks like Vancouver, which is not surprising. It’s logging country; you can tell by the logging trucks on the highway, and by the clear cutting. It makes a really great smell; smells like christmas.
We had some mini-adventures today; met a bodega cat named Albert, ate at a mediocre home cooking diner (where Kurt’s dad Jeff picked up the tab), but largely the story of today was rain, and more rain.
Oh, and Forks is apparently known for being the setting of the Twilight films, which is one of those things that I just can’t get that excited about. Instead I went to the local Timber museum, where….they had a bunch of stuff about Twilight.
A good day, a nice day of riding, but somewhat forgettable, mostly because of the rain.
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