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We enjoy sausages, beer and bagels, before battening down the hatches and preparing for the storm.

There was no beer last night, but we are well provisioned tonight (we may be getting the hang of on-route procurement).

There’s a Costco in Sequim, across the parking lot from Ben’s Bike’s, so we decided to have salmon and salad for dinner again. With minor reservations, the food was strapped to Colin’s bike.

We ate lunch and pondered what to do about Steve’s broken spoke on the Elwha River Bridge.

After learning that Port Angeles’ bike shops are mostly closed on Tuesdays, Steve eventually found a bike shop in Sequim that will replace the spoke today. So, while Bob and Dan have a sit-down lunch in PA, Colin and Steve make an express run to Ben’s Bikes, where Steve get’s excellent service.

…on the Olympic Discovery Trail

Colin, Bob and Steve, sought shelter from the rain. Dan boldly pitched outside (and complained that everything was wet for the next few days)

Through the rain we notice a “Great American Rail-Trail” sign. We plan to use many segments of this trail as we cross the country.

Bob and Dan missed it, they were riding too fast.

I received two quarters as change when I paid for lunch on the first day of the ride, near La Push, Washington. Interesting that the quarters depict the location of the start of the journey, and very near the end of the ride later this summer.

We dipped our tires in the salt water at Rialto Beach near La Push (during a major storm).

Five of us and four bikes packed into my pickup truck when we reached Bainbridge Island, WA. My wife had agreed to shuttle the truck back to Seattle after dropping us at La Push on the Washington Coast. As we made our way through the pouring rain, the bikers realized that we had encountered the first Road Angel. It was Shirley, my wife (2nd from the left). The original plan was to use public transportation to get from the ferry terminal to the coast. This would have been no fun at all, as one bus can take only two of the four bikes. Hours and hours would be lost, waiting in the rain – to then camp in the rain.