Port Townsend to Concrete

Coast-towns to ghost-towns – 1st to 5th May

Sunday 1st May – Port Townsend to Mount Vernon (Stage 2).

The plan was to get up relatively early, get our kit loaded & catch the 9.30am ferry to Whidbey Island, however, that changed when we arrived at the terminal to find the first ferry was actually at 11.00am. No problem, we decided to have breakfast in Port Townsend rather than our planned stop in Coupeville.

While we waited, we met Ed & Sarah who are also keen cyclists, but today were heading to the mainland by car to celebrate Ed’s birthday. We talked all things bikes & they shared their experiences of cycling in Italy. Lovely people who also gave us a couple of useful tips for local detours in Whidbey Island – they also pointed out a couple of bald eagles who were perched on our ferry’s mast, suggesting we may be their next snack!!

Just before we were due to board, another adventure cyclist pulled up beside us – Ingrid from Norway was cycling solo & was near the end of her first leg, cycling from Los Angeles to Anacortes. From there she’s taking a 3 day ferry ride up to Alaska, before cycling back to the Canada! We chatted about our hopes & expectations for our adventures, while admiring the stunning backdrop.

We would spend the entire day on backroads, except for a small section of busy road when we crossed back onto the mainland. Passing through Coupeville we could see commercial mussel rafts where the locals farm & sell the shellfish all around the world. The scenery was stunning, with big views across the many bays & inlets to the big, snow-covered mountains in the distance.

As we followed the coastal roads we saw Canadian geese out for a walk with with their chicks, herons & more eagles overhead near Joseph Whidbey State Park, as well as the occasional man-made landmarks like a Darth Vadar mask in the middle of someone’s lawn & a jet fighter close to the nearby navy base.

We joined the busier State Route 20 (SR20) to cross Deception Pass bridge – a narrow channel below separates Whidbey Island from mainland USA. In addition to the stunning views in both directions, the tidal currents flow at upwards of 10 mph. Leaving Deception Pass behind us, we cycled through Bowman Bay State Park as we descended into Anacortes, gateway to the many small islands just off the coast.

We headed in an easterly direction as we briefly picked up the 4 lane SR20 – it felt very busy after 2 days of having the roads to ourselves, but it was only for about 5 miles or so. At Fredonia we exited SR20 & picked up a tailwind on quiet 2 lane roads through fertile farming country – every spring Mount Vernon holds a tulip festival. Sadly we’d missed it for this year, but we are staying in The Tulip Inn while we’re here!

Stage Stats – 59 miles, 3,344 feet of climbing. Rolling terrain. Weather was dry all day.

Monday 2nd May – Rest Day & Planning

While we were riding on Saturday & Sunday, a few people expressed concerns that the SR20 may still be closed between mileposts 134 & 171. Having checked the Washington Dept of Transport website, they were correct. I spoke to Lauren at the DoT & she said that it won’t be open before the weekend, but to call again on Friday when she’ll have a better idea of when it may open – historically it usually opens the first week in May, however I now know it’s opened as early as mid-March & as late as early June in the last 10 years!

I spent the morning getting a couple of small jobs done on my bike, extended our booking in the Tulip Inn for a couple of extra nights & planning a loop for us to ride tomorrow. We’ve made the short-term decision to keep heading towards the mountains, but ensure we have a bale-out option to head over some of the smaller passes which we know are already open. Once we had the bones of a plan we could enjoy a quiet ‘almost’ pint (16 ounces to a pint) of locally brewed ale – all is good with the world!

Stage Stats – Rest Day. Rain all morning, overcast all afternoon.

Tuesday 3rd May – Catchanut Loop (Stage 3)

Today’s ride was taken from the Skagit Bicycle Club, titled as a ‘Spring Classic’ – it lived up to all our expectations, so on the off-chance that someone in Mount Vernon sees this, please thank them for me. behind. As we will be staying in the Tulip Inn again tonight, we left our panniers back in the Motel. The first 15 miles were pan flat as we crossed farmland planted with potatoes & assorted vegetables, then skirted the coastal estuary of Padilla Bay. We saw a group of cyclists on a variety of bikes (tandem, road, e-bikes & mountain bike) who all looked to be enjoying their ride. We fairly flew along as we picked up a friendly tailwind!

As we continued in a northerly direction we climbed through Larrabee State Park on almost deserted tarmac, then gave the feet back through Chuckanut. We then turned right onto a small sideroad where we started climbing again, following the course of Chuckanut Creek on one side of us & I-5 freeway on the other. As we reached the top of the climb, our lunch stop screamed out to us…..a Shell station, where we went crazy with a coffee & Twix!

After our feast, we dropped down to Lake Samish (sadly it was hidden from view by a line of deciduous trees), then shadowed Friday Creek, descending all the while. Along the way, we passed a small food co-op called the Deli Llama, but it took me too long to register the pun & I missed the photo op!

We continued along a single lane road where we passed a house that had a garden full of wooden animal carvings (including a T-Rex & even a spider on the roof!). From here we were back among the farmsteads that we’d seen earlier – all that remained was for us to navigate our way across town & back to our motel.

We headed to the Skagit River Brewery for dinner, where we made up for our frugal lunch offering. I shared a cobb salad with Sean, then followed it up with a pulled pork sandwich & sweet potato fries, washed down with a couple of Dutch Girl Blondes! While we were eating we watched two enormous freight trains go by – they were doing about 25 mph & they both took upwards of 6 minutes to pass us!

Stage Stats – 66 miles, 2.417 feet of climbing. Rolling terrain. Weather was overcast.

Wednesday 4th May- Mount Vernon to Concrete (Stage 4)

After spending 3 nights in the Tulip Inn at Mount Vernon, we were well & truly ready to get our adventure moving forward again. It was raining first thing, so we delayed our departure until 11am by which time it was only mizzling (does anyone else use this when the weather is between misty & drizzling?). We headed out of town & quickly picked up Cycle Route 10. I joined the Adventure Cycling Association of the USA prior to planning our adventure & used their brilliant cycling specific maps to plan our route & keep us off the busy roads wherever possible.

We would be following the Skagit river for the entire ride & along the way we passed through Sedro Woolley (Gateway to the North Cascades), where a wooden cowboy protected the local bar. As we approached Minkler, we had our first obstacle of the trip (& I forgot to take a photo) when the recent bad weather & flooding had taken out a bridge. We had to portage the bikes (with fully laden panniers) across a sand bank.

Continuing past fields of cattle & horses, plus a herd of alpaca (assuming 5 are sufficient to be a collective noun), we passed within a stone’s throw of the Skagit, looking moody against the dark clouds in the background. Arriving in Hamilton, we pulled into Boots Bar & Grill for a coffee & snack (which became a burger & fries). As I chatted to one of the bar staff, I asked what the yellow line was by Sean’s head. She said that in 2003 the river had burst its banks & flooded the entire town with up to 3 feet 6 inches of water. It appears the river bursts its banks regularly, as the bar was flooded again last autumn with over 1 foot of water.

We continued along uninhabited two lane roads & every so often we caught sight of the Skagit river with the snowy mountain peaks getting ever closer. We then had the opportunity to get off-road onto the Cascade Trail, a gravel cycle track which follows the path of the now extinct iron horse (railway!) – with the extra weight of our luggage, it felt like we were being rattled to pieces, so apologies for the poor quality photo! Before we knew it, we’d arrived in Concrete, our home for the next 2 nights.

We splashed out $90per night & have a room each for a few nights – I snore & Sean needs to catch up on his sleep!! The rooms are the best of the trip so far & it will likely take a while before we see better. We met a missionary who had lived in Leeds for a few years in the late 1980’s & we talked briefly about the differences between our 2 countries as the 3 of us walked to The Lone Star, the only place to get food in Concrete. After our huge lunch, we had a small dinner with a couple of Mac & Jack African Ambers to rehydrate.

We were very humbled when it came to paying our bill – the gentleman we’d met earlier had picked up the tab for our meals & hadn’t mentioned anything to us about it when he left & we wished him good luck for the future. I wish I’d got his name, but we’ve talked about doing something similar for someone in the near future.

Stage Stats – 37 miles, 688 feet of climbing. Pan-flat sprinter terrain. Weather was mizzly & overcast.

Thursday 5th May – Baker Lake Out & Back (Stage 5)

The reality of our adventure is beginning to become clear. We awoke to another damp morning, so after a breakfast of scrambled eggs & bacon, we delayed the start of today’s ride until 10am. We left under bruised, grey skies with yesterday’s mountains hidden by low cloud. We headed back towards Hamilton (yesterday’s lunch stop), then took a right turn. Once again, we were riding without panniers, so made good progress as we started climbing the road that over the next 15 miles would take us up to Baker Lake.

I was looking forward to today’s ride, as although we’d be climbing for the first half of the ride, the gradient was between 2% & 5% on a road that was devoid of traffic. Throughout the climb, we’d be following the path of Grandy Creek.

Every now & then we were teased with views of the snowy peaks, as they showed themselves between the blankets of low cloud. As we continued to climb, the gentle drizzle turned into proper rain, however this wasn’t too much of an issue while we were climbing. About 5 miles short of Baker Lake we entered Mount Baker-Snoqualmie National Forest & all of a sudden we felt hemmed in, as we were surrounded by all variety of trees. Every now & then we passed a section that had been cleared under licence – douglas fir, cedar, alder & maple are all actively managed & regularly harvested.

The original plan for today was to ride to the start of the trailhead at the far end of Baker Lake, however, it was far colder & wetter than we had hoped for. As a result, we chose to visit the dam at the near end of the lake instead & then return via a shortcut to Concrete. I carry a bit more timber than Sean so didn’t feel the cold quite as much as he did, but it was definitely on the cold side of chilly!

As we finished early, we took the chance to visit the laundromat for the first time on our adventure. We’re not quite sure what the coming days will bring, so it made sense to clean our kit when we had the chance. We had company while we were doing our washing, as a dormouse came in to say hello!

We’ve just polished off a delicious steak (apologies to my vegetarian & vegan friends!) & bakes potato, rounded off with 2 Elysians – I’m now 10 days into the trip & have enjoyed a different craft beer each night! Don’t forget to be impressed by the clean tops!!!

Stage Stats – 37 miles, 2,945 feet of climbing. Hilly terrain. Weather was rainy all day, but spirits were high.

Tour of USA – Bonus Update

Seattle to Port Townsend – Stage 1

After 5 days of travel, acclimatisation, sightseeing & final preparation, today marked our first day of cycling on our big adventure. The plan was to get to breakfast for 8am, so we had plenty of time to load the bikes & ride the 2 miles to the Washington State Ferry Terminal for the 9.35am departure. However, we hadn’t factored in that the short order cook would choose today to have a lie-in!!! The outcome was breakfast took more than an hour & it quickly became clear we wouldn’t be catching our planned ferry.

By the time we were fully loaded (the panniers, plus tent, sleeping bag, air mattress & rucksack weigh a touch over 20 kg -about 44 lbs in old money) & ready to leave the Holiday Inn (our base for the last 4 nights) it was almost 9.45am & light rain had started to fall. Not the start we planned, but in the grand scheme of things, this wasn’t going to define the trip, the day or the morning. We made our way across town & joined the queue (or a line as was pointed out to me) for the 10.40am ferry crossing to Bainbridge Island.

The 35 minute crossing offered up great views of the Seattle skyline & as I was lining up my photo the Bainbridge Island to Seattle ferry chose that moment to cross behind us.

We were planning to take the main routes across Bainbridge Island on our way to Port Townsend, but in a strange twist of fate, the delay to our departure resulted in us meeting a fellow cycling aficionado by the name of Bob at our coffee stop. He’s a local & he shared his advice on how to avoid the busy roads for the next 15 miles – he’s a keen long distance rider who spent 6 weeks or so earlier this year cycling part of the Southern Tier route across the USA. He also kindly shared his phone number & offered to help us if we get stuck.

Bob’s route was an absolute gem as it started off taking us through the Norwegian settler town of Poulsbo – as we left town, we had the road almost to ourselves & we also kept being rewarded with huge views of the coastline. Partway along Bob’s detour an approaching cyclist waved to us & the next thing we knew he spun around & started riding with us. We had a very pleasant chat for about 20 minutes or so before he needed to go his own way – before he left us, he shared another detour to the beautifully named Paradise Bay Road.

These encounters are events we’d hoped to have at some point along our adventure – to experience 2 such meetings on the first day was amazing! As we carried on along Paradise Bay Road, we were teased with views of the Puget Sound, as well as passing fields of horses, cattle & llamas!!! We passed through the idyllic town of Port Ludlow where once again we could see across to mainland USA – by now the light rain & slate grey skies of this morning were a long distant memory.

As we reached Port Hadlock, we returned to the busy main road that we’d been fortunate to avoid for the last 30 miles. However, after a long drag up to the airfield we picked up a nice tailwind & descended into Glen Cove. From here we picked up a delightful gravel bike trail that hugged the coast, then cut across what looked like a boat graveyard – further research shows that the Aleutian Express is undergoing repairs. Before we knew it, we’d been delivered us to our hotel for the evening – the Aladdin Inn is situated right on the shoreline & the third photo below is from our hotel room!

In the excitement of the late start & our detours, we didn’t stop for lunch, however The Bayview Restaurant ensured that we received a feast fit for kings! The salad, 12 ounce rib & coconut cream pie didn’t stand a chance!!! I washed it down with a Port Townsend IPA while Sean chose a red ale as we relaxed from our sea view! Should you ever visit, I would absolutely recommend the Bayview Restaurant – top quality food & a really friendly welcome.

I made a last minute decision to write up today’s adventure, as it was the first day of us riding & because it ended up being so different (in a very good way) to what we had expected! While tomorrow looks set fair for a glorious day in the saddle (with another ferry crossing), it looks like our planned route across the Cascades may not yet be open. However, that’s a problem to sort out another day – tomorrow actually!!!

I’m hoping to do another update next weekend. but will try & post a few photos on Inst & Facebook.