RV Log Page # 0048
Thursday - September 23, 2010
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Approx. 217 miles today.
Here it is, our morning of departure for our Fall trip that will ultimately take us to the Palm Desert, CA area. Our first destination tho' is to meet up with our motorcycle friends at the KOA just West of Sequim, WA. We will be going to Anacortes, WA on the following Sunday for the annual Oyster Run.
Most of the group are meeting at Woodland, WA at 8:00 AM, which is a little early for us and our friends Don & Carm, who are also taking their 5th wheel. We decided to meet Don & Carm at 9:00 AM at a rest area North of the Clark County Fairgrounds. From there we proceeded North on I-5 to the US 12 East exit where we stopped for brunch at Spiffy's.
With all of us well fed we continued on to Olympia, WA and picked up US 101 that would take us all of the way to the KOA. This was really a gorgeous drive that proceeds along Hood Canal on the Olympic Peninsula.
We arrived at the KOA to find that the rest of our group was there all safe & sound, with their campsites all set up. As evening fell we all gathered around a campfire with our favorite refreshment and had a great time yakking until it was time to retire. It was a very good first day!
Friday - September 24, 2010
After a very good communal breakfast we got on our bikes and rode to Port Townsend, WA to see what was going on. We spent most of the day there walking the sidewalks, going in and out of shops. When it was time to return, Bob Lovvorn - our 'Road Captain' for this trip - took us all on a nice ride around the area, including old Fort Worden and some of the campgrounds along the waters of Puget Sound.
Upon our arrival back at camp foods were prepared for a supper get together, followed by yet another round of campfires and refreshments.
I'd like to take this time to thank all that provided food and cooking skills and equipment - including Shirlee. Our meals at the KOA were very tasty and complete.
Saturday - September 25, 2010
Today we rode up to Hurricane Ridge, situated just south of Port Angeles, WA in the Olympic Mountains. The road was excellent for motorcycles, with sweeping curves - just a joy to ride! We reached the viewpoint at an elevation of 5350 feet and the vistas were fantastic! It was like looking at the Alps of Europe. And it is aptly named as the winds really blow up there. Thankfully the air was warm so we didn't get chilled.
On the way back down we stopped at the Park Headquarters to eat. Terri - driving her car, as her bike was in the shop - had sandwich makings and juices and chips and so on. We then proceeded to have a great picnic lunch.
After lunch we headed West on US 101 toward Neah Bay, WA. From there it's about a 5-6 mile ride to a trail head to Cape Flattery, which is reached in a 1,000 ft. or so hike. It is the northwesternmost point of the contiguous United States.
As we got to within 15 miles of Neah Bay it started raining. Shirlee & I decided that we would turn around and head back to camp. Riding in the rain is not at the top of our favorite things list!
We were soon out of the rain and riding by Lake Crescent, which is a beautiful area.
Once back at camp we started preparing supper for the riders that had gone on ahead to Neah Bay. About an hour and a half they arrived back at camp and the hot food was really appreciated.
Sunday - September 26, 2010
Today we were to ride to Anacortes to partake in the Oyster Run, but with the weather being 'iffy', only Dan Ruff and Bob Lovvor (the MEN) rode their bikes. The rest of us piled into 'cages' (cars/trucks) and drove to Port Townsend and boarded a ferry which took us over to Whidbey Island, followed by a route that took us along the spine of the island through Oak Harbor, WA and on across the Deception Pass Bridge. Once across we are on Fidalgo Island which is where Anacortes is situated.
Anacortes was packed with motorcycles, and many motorcycle clubs (MC's) were present, from a few Christian clubs, to a few - shall we say - 'less than Christian' groups, and everything in between. Everyone was having a great time. There were many small vendors there, but no motorcycle manufacturers that I saw.
After we had decided that we'd (Me, Shirlee, Don & Carm) seen enough we headed South the way we had come, stopping in Coupeville, WA for a bite to eat. Shirlee wanted some of the famous Penn Cove mussels at one of our favorite eateries in town.
We then returned to the ferry dock for the trip back to Port Townsend and our camp at the KOA. Tomorrow we are headed back South to Vancouver, where Shirlee and I will spend the night in a church parking lot that Shirlee's sister Ellen had arranged for us. No sense driving to Camas for one overnight stay.