We rolled into Lewis and Clark after climbing a ridiculous amount of hills in 90's weather and full on sunshine. In the morning, leaving Elma, we met a friendly Kiwi cyclist named Clare. We ran into her a few times during the day and chatted during a wee break. At a gas station/convenience store we were buying coffees and the cashier asked where we were headed and where we were coming from. After we told him he said the coffee was on him! This is a small example of the acts of kindness shown by strangers. I think one of the reasons I travel is to keep up my confidence in the human race.
We rewarded ourselves with DQ blizzards when we stopped in Centralia. We stopped to pee alongside a Fire Station. Does anyone get why the street sign MEYERS LANE amused me so that I needed to photograph it? One of the slides has a photo of Mount Rainer in the distance. We arrived at Lewis + Clark old growth forest and set up camp for the night, as the only bikers in the campground. I really enjoyed my stay there- it was free from the RV noise and nonsense that happens in a lot of the other parks, and our shaded spot provided the perfect place for a rest day. The next morning Clare showed up and we invited her to share our campground with us.
Hi, I'm Reverend J, a queer+ sober wanderer, activist, writer and ordained minister.