
cd at our anacortes camp site. you cant buy views like this. (maybe you can, but they cost way too much) we just happened to see a closed road going toward the coast just outside of anacortes. turned out to be the beginnings of a another wonderful subdivision. but no houses yet. so we had the place to ourselves. slept right on the water on a freshly poured concrete slab. the life of luxury.

cruisin down the bike trail across the bay from anacortes. the wind was wicked, but we survived.

beach music

killer views from roadside. seems there are some pretty big mountains up here. at this point we are on our way to riding 10 miles out of the way, thanks to some slightly skewed directions from our favorite auntie. may not seem like much, but on a bike, 10 miles is no small thing. plus to get back on the right road we had to climb this wicked steep hill. that was the beginning of bcd's bike pushing lilas, since having sri mridanga drum strapped to his back made the ascent a bit grueling. (dont worry sarah we still love you)
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