Day 7: Port Angeles, WA to Sequim, WA

September 6th, 2020

39.2 mi / 10.2 mph / 1238 ft. climbing
Staying at Sequim Bay State Park Campground

Despite the brisk business at our campground’s restaurant, the kids visiting the petting zoo, and all the noisy animals from said zoo (who knew emus make a deep thrumming noise, like a guttering toilet?), the Emerald Valley Inn was the quietest and chillest night we’ve had the whole trip. And then you stroll over to the restaurant window, order up some breakfast (and 2nd breakfast of lemon-blueberry scones for the road), and stroll past the goats and chickens and donkey and emus back to your picnic table to eat. Hard to make bike camping fancier than that!

Our new tent setup with our two-person, zipperless sleeping bag. It’s great!

Friends help each other out! Yes, the donkey is (grudgingly? cheerfully?) letting the goat climb on her ass to reach the cedar needles.

The day’s ride was almost exclusively on the trail part of the Olympic Discovery Trail, which took us through a really unique mix of places from Port Angeles through Sequim. Some parts are former railroad, but many are not, and must have been thin strips of land purchased from existing landowners. We biked mere feet away from the waters of Puget Sound, under dense forest canopies, across the middle of a farmer’s pastures, and over four of the coolest bike-trail bridges I’ve ever gone over (including one that required pushing the bikes back up the hill on the other side). It also included all sorts of annoying bike-trail sharp-turns, awkward road-crossings, and unclear signage, but Rett said that despite all those things that give her particular trouble, she’d take it again over the highway.

View of Victoria, Canada from above Port Angeles, USA

Boats at Port Angeles

Riding the Olympic Discovery Trail along the Strait of Juan de Fuca.

Moo cow meets moo cow!

Gnome birdhouse maker along the trail

This combine must have been on fire (exploded?) shortly before we passed.

Another unique section of the Olympic Discovery Trail in Sequim.

The final perfect bit of the trail is that it led directly into the backside of Sequim Bay State Park and the hiker/biker campsites that are just off the trail. This was the only night for which we didn’t have a reservation (the park had been fully-booked for Labor Day weekend for weeks), so we hoped there wouldn’t be a sudden surge of bike tourers heading out from Seattle on this Saturday and filling all the last-minute spots. Of the four parks with hiker/biker sites we’d be staying in, we’d seen zero of them occupied (the place we saw two biking couples was one that *didn’t* have hiker/biker sites), but would that suddenly change? Nope, we had our choice of the three spots, so got a huge, beautiful site far away from the rest of the full campground. Ideal.

Sequim Bay State Park campsite

Sequim Bay State Park

Sequim Bay State Park bridge with overachieving craftsmanship

Boat in Sequim Bay

My crazy silly wife giving a dance performance on the park stage (this is something her body would not have let her do on her first two bike tours!)

Dinner was a rehydrated feast of “ramen”, which turned into more of a beef stew (with jerky, dehydrated veggies, and soba noodles cooked into the broth), and was none the worse for it! Exploring down to the bay, Rett thought she spotted an otter in the water, but the camera revealed it to be a seal! A new animal added to our list!

Ramen Beef Stew!

A seal!

Sequim Bay Sunset

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