Woo! Bike Camping!
We did a quick overnight last Saturday out to Fay Bainbridge with the dogs. Yes, that’s right, I rode around on the worst tour ever & then immediately switched bikes to go camping because I am insane!
Also I packed too much! I really love cooking over a fire pit while camping & we camped at several locations that didn’t sell wood this summer. I didn’t want to be out of luck when we arrived so we brought our own. We now know this is unnecessary but at least we had it when we needed it.
I rode the newly decorated Yuba and was tempted to rip off the spiderwebs because they kept getting caught in my leg stubble & pulling with each & every pedal stroke. But I did not because apparently I have the patience of a saint.
Mike had Tug & Kunu in the trailer as well as my ridiculously giant (and yet oh so comfy) overkill 32 degree sleeping bag. It’s the antithesis of backpacking gear but I like both how squishy & soft it is and how much room there is in the hips. My much more practical lightweight bag is tighter through the hips & I don’t sleep as well in it. I didn’t get a picture, but it packs down (in a compression bag) to about the size of a toddler, so Mike had it bungeed to his rear rack.
On the way to the ferry we took the route I knew, even though it wasn’t the flatest or most direct. But as someone who gets lost very easily (& can’t take directions) I wanted to prevent any arguments so lead us on a familiar route that I had taken with Madi the week before.
We rode the BGT to the cycle track on 34th, over the Fremont Bridge, along the Ship Canal Trail to the new Westlake lanes (thankfully we didn’t run into any tacks) then rode up the sidewalk on Mercer to get to the bike lane here, turned onto 5th, through Seattle Center to W Harrison, down to 3rd and up over the railroad tracks to the Elliot Bay Trail. From here we rode through Olympic Sculpture Park & along Alaskan Way to get to the ferry terminal.
We paid with our Orca Cards & arrived just in time to ride onto the next ferry! I was worried about the bikes tipping (because of the precariously placed wood) but everything went well! I tied the bikes up with the rope provided, but I don’t actually think it did anything.
Once on board we brought the dogs up to the sun deck & bought a much needed cheeseburger to share (not with the dogs). Luckily they were pretty patient during the unloading process. I’d guess we had them in the trailer for about 5 minutes not moving which is 3 minutes longer than it usually takes for Kunu to try and escape.
Upon arrival we huffed & we puffed up the hills along 305. This was not a pleasant ride. But I did like the sidepath & bike bridge where the shoulder disappeared. Alas, it ended & we were back riding next to cars going 65 mph. Yay!
I did NOT like the “bike lane” at lights that asked people riding bikes to merge over car traffic (LOLZ 65 mph) and ride in between two lanes of moving traffic (straight & right turning). They were barely 4 ft wide & felt far too dangerous so we stuck to the shoulder & checked carefully for potential right hooks. It took us a long time to get there mostly because we were tired & we didn’t want to get lost & have to backtrack up any hills so we checked the directions a lot.
After the final slog up a GIANT MOUNTAIN followed immediately by a descent down said GIANT MOUNTAIN we arrived!
See pt. 2 (coming soon) for more about our camping adventure!