F.A.T. Riders

What a wonderful morning. I slept in until 7:30!  The rest was essential, however I was having a terrible nightmare brought on by the turkey burger I didn't eat for dinner or the M&M's I did eat.  The sleep did allow my brain to get the Kamloops thing. Kaml-oops!

Yesterday is a blur. We left Kamloops and headed for the border where we waited in a very long line to be questioned by a serious young man about the nature of our visit. He wanted to know everything we had purchased, walked around the bike, looked us up and down again, and finally allowed us to enter the United States. The other lane- cars were breezing through. So off we flew headed towards Coupeville where we would catch the ferry. We left at 6:30 and arrived at the ferry around 1:45. By this time we had not eaten, and we had been on the bike way too long, so to say we were both testy would be about right. Some food, a nice ride in the ferry, and a rest and we disembarked in Port Townsend and rode on to Sequim.

So here's a shout out to the F.A.T. Riders, Dan, Patty, Mark, John, and Doris. George and I were talking about how much the F.A.T. Riders would enjoy this trip. Then we started thinking about a two week ride, the togetherness, everyday, two weeks, and it was clear there would need to be therapy first. Perhaps even during the ride.  Just for the full members.

Sequim is a cute town, small, and apparently known solely for the lavender farms and the yearly festival. I always laugh when I think of people traveling from other states to attend the festival. What do they do?  There is no eating, drinking, dancing, quilting, mating, or any other fun outlets. The farms are tiny, the products are nice, but how long can one discuss lavender soap versus blending lavender and lemon?

We went to the Black Bear Cafe for dinner, only because we could walk to it. George orders lots of red meat and I order a veggie burger. He gets lots of really red meat and I get a turkey burger. It had been a long day and when the smell of the burger hit me, I lost what little appetite I had. Our lovely server removed my plate, almost crying in distress. Pretty soon another lovely young women comes over, kneels down, and introduces herself as also a vegetarian. She said she totally understood and would have been totally upset if that had happened to her. By now we are the floor show of the evening.. Really, I am not that fragile and that wasn't my first rodeo. I have been served meat before. I even thought she was the manager, but our server came back and said she was discussing the situation with a server who was a vegetarian and that person said she would come over and see to me!
Anyway, they were all so sweet, I think everyone clapped as we left.

Tomorrow Astoria