"Let's Ride!" said the hipster bicycle-themed temporary tattoo I presented to Ben Friday morning, his 27th birthday, as well as the morning we arrived in Bellingham, WA. The 3 day ferry ride from Juneau proved to be a most excellent way to travel. We staked out our homestead on the partially covered solarium top deck, spreading out our sleeping bags on lawn chairs amongst all the other travelers. I spent the 3 days on the ferry taking naps, watching the texture of the water and mountains change, and people watching sometimes actually talking with fellow travelers, other times just wondering about them.
Contained public traveling is interesting in that everyone is more or less going to and from the same places, but everyone is on a different journey. Some people were leaving a summer job with heavy pockets and dirty fingernails, others were moving away from their beloved homeland, some were just getting out of Alaska for a couple months of sun before the long winter, while others were bright-eyed tourists, cheering at porpoises and whales breaching off the stern of the boat. And then there's Ben and me.
We're just begun our second velocipedal adventure. Was it just too much fun last time, when we biked across the northern states all the way to New York City? Did we discover that it's just the best way to get to know a place, its landscape, and its random diners? Did we forget just how grueling and sweaty those steep hill climbs and 100 degree days could get? YES!! The answer is yes. So, because we are equal parts eager, adventurous, crazy, and couldn't really think of anything better to do this fall, we are back on bicycles.
This time around we're biking from Bellingham, WA all the way to New Orleans, LA by way of Los Angeles, CA. We're planning on taking our time, visiting people, and exploring the beautiful corners of this country from the West Coast to the Southwest to the South. Thus far we have biked about 40 miles, from the Bellingham ferry terminal to the Anacortes ferry terminal. We spent Friday and Saturday night out at Friday Harbor on San Juan Island, with my endlessly wonderful friends, Meagan and Lincoln Gable. We slept on their sailboat, cruised around the harbors, hiked on Orcas Island, and swam in a lake. Friday Harbor is basically the cutest town I have ever seen, and it was rather difficult to convince ourselves not to stay amongst the coffee shops, farmer's market, marina cafes, and bicycle friendly roads of San Juan Island. But, alas, the road is calling.
Now we are in La Conner, WA, spending time with Billie and Lauren, Ben's aunt and uncle. They're wonderful hosts and it's also difficult to not let myself just curl up in a cat-nap ball on the sunbaked porch, eating fresh tomatoes and peas and whatever other wonderful treasures their garden holds. But. Must. Keep. Biking. Next destination: Seattle. Although it might take us a couple days to get there. Please follow along! Here's to more (relatively) easy revolutions. Cheers!
Contained public traveling is interesting in that everyone is more or less going to and from the same places, but everyone is on a different journey. Some people were leaving a summer job with heavy pockets and dirty fingernails, others were moving away from their beloved homeland, some were just getting out of Alaska for a couple months of sun before the long winter, while others were bright-eyed tourists, cheering at porpoises and whales breaching off the stern of the boat. And then there's Ben and me.
We're just begun our second velocipedal adventure. Was it just too much fun last time, when we biked across the northern states all the way to New York City? Did we discover that it's just the best way to get to know a place, its landscape, and its random diners? Did we forget just how grueling and sweaty those steep hill climbs and 100 degree days could get? YES!! The answer is yes. So, because we are equal parts eager, adventurous, crazy, and couldn't really think of anything better to do this fall, we are back on bicycles.
This time around we're biking from Bellingham, WA all the way to New Orleans, LA by way of Los Angeles, CA. We're planning on taking our time, visiting people, and exploring the beautiful corners of this country from the West Coast to the Southwest to the South. Thus far we have biked about 40 miles, from the Bellingham ferry terminal to the Anacortes ferry terminal. We spent Friday and Saturday night out at Friday Harbor on San Juan Island, with my endlessly wonderful friends, Meagan and Lincoln Gable. We slept on their sailboat, cruised around the harbors, hiked on Orcas Island, and swam in a lake. Friday Harbor is basically the cutest town I have ever seen, and it was rather difficult to convince ourselves not to stay amongst the coffee shops, farmer's market, marina cafes, and bicycle friendly roads of San Juan Island. But, alas, the road is calling.
Now we are in La Conner, WA, spending time with Billie and Lauren, Ben's aunt and uncle. They're wonderful hosts and it's also difficult to not let myself just curl up in a cat-nap ball on the sunbaked porch, eating fresh tomatoes and peas and whatever other wonderful treasures their garden holds. But. Must. Keep. Biking. Next destination: Seattle. Although it might take us a couple days to get there. Please follow along! Here's to more (relatively) easy revolutions. Cheers!
So excited to be following your blog again!
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