Day 3, Larrabee State Park to Canada


Great nights sleep in spite of the traffic and trains going by. Here’s Joe and Ryan explain the morning breakfast procedures. Coffee at 6:00am with breakfast and lunch fixin’s out at 6:55am . . .  not a minute sooner!!!


. . . the food table at 6:68am !!!!


Denise has a funny diet. Hard boiled eggs, cheesecake from the night before and blueberries . . . actually sounded pretty good and you have all the major food groups included!


Jennie, from Vancouver, Canada, presented each of us with a maple lollypop, and a small Canadian lapel flag pin. Canada produces 77% of the maple syrup in the world.  Mike had his lollypop for his morning dessert!!


. . . and of course don’t forget to fill your water bottles for the days journey ahead.


Now that is quite a name!!!!


In other words, ride defensively . . . note the two deer’s rear ends to the right of the sign.


Nice train tunnel and track connecting the islands with the mainland.


OK . . . .


I guess these were put up by the local Chamber of Commerce????


Today were are biking 35 miles up to the Canadian border and back again. A loop from our campground. Coffee is HUGE up here in the NW part of the country with Seattle being the home of Starbuck’s. But there is still room for the independent coffee entrepreneurs’ like this drive-by shop shaped like a tugboat. Cute!!


Thirty-five miles down the road we arrived at the US/Canadian border where the Peace Arch stands in no-mans land between the two counties. On the left, you can see cars lined up to get into Canada and on the right are cars waiting to get back into the US. Under the arch there was a protest going on regarding pipelines and global warming.


Your scribe, still on the US side . . .


. . . much of our group arrived at the same time so there was chance to take a photo on the Canadian side too, with the maple leaf flower planting in the back ground.


Yikes . . . we are not in Kansas anymore, toto!!!!


Connie had a weird noise coming from her rear hoof that produced a loud squeal, so irritating that I couldn’t ride within 100 feet of the gang. They could hear the high pitch and I couldn’t. The answer was a quick stop at the Bellingham TREK store in located on the way back to the campground. Ryan, who is from Madison and lived in the Shorewood area, diagnosed Connie’s issue as dry parts.  A little oil and I was on my way. Another employee, Clay, was also from Madison. They moved out here for the mountain biking!!!

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