Nancy Cycles!

Nancy Cycles!
"You got to be careful if you don't know where you are going, because you might not get there." ... Yogi Berra

Thursday, August 18, 2022

VICKI & RAY PLUS CARL & MAURA VISITS

We continued on to Montana for our visits with friends we had made through some fly fishing outings. Along the route Susan stopped for a few historic readings.

 







Quite a few years ago, (more than 20!!) we rode our bikes from White Fish MT, having taken the train there with our bikes from home, to Missoula, through the Swan Valley, up to Lolo Pass and on to Lewiston ID. At the time, Jenny was attending WSU and had driven our van there with all her college gear. We had her pick us up in Lewiston for our drive home with the van.

For our trip this year, Susan had the idea to drive the cycling route backwards. We have now done that and as we drove along somewhat busy, 55 mph auto speed Rte 12, we are surprised that we lived!! This route had only little and limited shoulder for bike riding, and some to the traffic included trucks. As we drove, each of us kept thinking there MUST be another route that we had taken. Nope. This was the only route! Consider ourselves fortunate. There were indeed beautiful views of the river and mountains and I remember much of that from our bike tour.

We have visited and stayed at our friends Vicki and Ray’s home in Missoula several times, so much so that they have become more like family than friends. ;’-). They always take us to see something of interest in their area, and this time it was to tour their relatively new library.



There are four stories with different themes or areas of study or family interest. Beautifully done and lots of areas for all ages of kids — lounging reading areas as well as research areas.

There is a small snack shop, and on the very top floor is a patio with tables, sun shades, and views of the city.








Not surprisingly the library has been awarded the World’s Best.



Feeling very bicycle riding deprived, Susan encourage my suggestion to take my ride from the house on the often ridden route I have done on just about all of our visits here. I went solo and found a few photos to take and post.

We are “out west”…


I could have gotten a bison skull I suppose. The bison on this ranch were way in the distance so I could not get a photo.



Barns of any kind always interest me.





This old place was abandoned with warnings…





I passed one more thing that drew my interest near the turn around point of my ride. I did learn that this submarine looking structure had been a Pulp Mill which was sold and seems to be gradually torn down.



I was thankful for my ride but this is a route that I will most likely choose to not do again. More than half my 22 miles along the  route has no shoulder, speed limit (again) is 55, and there seems to by MUCH more traffic, including fast pick up trucks pulling trailers, than I recall from the past. 

After the goodbyes with Ray and Vickie we drove on to Superior MT for our intended brief visit with Carl and Maura. They normally have a fly fishing outing for the club every year. For those who have read some of my past posts, theirs is the cabin where we viewed a nearby forest fire. 


They have remodeled their “cabin” to accommodate living there full time now. They then picked us up at our campsite in St. Regis and drove us around for some ideas of where Susan could wade in for some fly fishing if she chooses. We had dinner together at a place our friends say has the best food in all of Montana. Quinn’s was indeed a special treat and we so enjoyed having more than a ‘brief’ time with our friends.

Now we will join the Sisters On The Fly (SOTF) gathering and activities here at The Nugget Resort in St. Regis MT.

Sunday, August 7, 2022

INTO AUGUST

We had a few outings and campings early in the year that had to be canceled due to Susan’s ankle adventure. We would be making up time during these last summer days! Our first outing is with SOTF for a bioluminescent kayak tour on Hood Canal — more about that later. First, we get to see the Grandboys again ;’-).

On our way to Hood Canal we stopped for two nights at Jenny’s. We took the boys on a trail ride for one of the days.



The ride takes us to the Golf club along a winding, hilly, shaded trail. With A’s recent bike crash, he would be cautious about the steep downs (walking most of them) and I was just as cautions as he ;’-0.



At the end of our ride, we had the well earned and well deserved …. Ice Cream!!



A few more activities with them filled more of our time and soon we said our goodbyes and continued on for our campout with Sisters On The Fly.

Our campsite was prime — right on the water. A few of the sisters took an afternoon paddle on the calm bay.



The next day we took a short bike ride with Kristina, a sister we had met last year on our Lake Easton outing. One part of our adventure this morning was finding our way around a blockade to get to the road at one point.




We enjoyed a great little picnic place at Dosewalips State Park before heading back to camp.




Back at camp we relaxed and after dinner got ourselves ready for our Bioluminescnse kayak tour. They had kayaks and all the gear we needed for our nighttime paddle to see the glowing bioluminescent ‘things’.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bioluminescence

Here is what our leader wrote to us at the start of planning the event:

This 1.5 hour night tour begins at our rental beach..  As you paddle through the waters, bioluminescent plankton will light up like fireflies. The more you splash and agitate the water with your hands and paddles the more you will make the water sparkle! And don’t forget to look up to stars! We may also see meteors, bats and maybe hear a squawking heron or a startled harbor seal.

The best I can do is refer you the the above site that will at least give an idea of what this is — it is something like lightning bugs (some call those ‘fireflies’). This phenomenon happens when the air and water temperature are “right” — warm enough for both — which is right now. It happens in just about all species — including humans in some way. Who knew!!

Here we go.

Get your gear and boat.



Paddle out and gather up for the leader and the remainder of the paddlers. A few photos taken by others on shore as we departed.









We took Kristina’s photo…


Kristina took our photo…





We were out there for hours! But the darker the night became the more luminous the plankton became and it was quite the thing! Sparkling little lights following wherever you stirred or swiped your paddle. Mesmerizing. Too bad we could not get a photo, and even if we could, it would not have shown it well enough. This was the last time (so far) that I have done something for the first time ;’-).

Now the penultimate day — Saturday and we depart tomorrow. Susan and I took another little bike ride which repeated much of what we did yesterday. We joined a few other sisters at the Gardens that they had driven to, for a tour of the acres of plants and flowers. Susan did more of the touring while I took advantage of their free WiFi and published the last two posts.

We were riding along to the town of Brinnon to get to the gardens.




Taking the side road avoided several miles of riding on noisy Rte 101 and was a delightful backroad experience. Again on a ride we managed to find a blocked road.



This one did not end up being anything we could bike along, but Susan did her scouting to determine that. Our route had taken us along shoreline of Hood Canal. If you enlarge this photo you can read a bit of history about how important this canal was to the native Americans.





For those not familiar with our area, Seattle is way over to the right (east) — The Canal is west of Seattle between Kitsap and Olympic peninsulas.




After tonight’s dinner we played “Pantry Bingo”. Everyone brought something from their RV pantry to be offered as prizes for winners at Bingo. 



Our final farewell to camping on Hood Canal (in our primo camping spot) for the weekend. A great weekend at that.








Saturday, August 6, 2022

JULY ENDED (HOT) AND AUGUST BEGAN (NOT HOT)

Imagine my surprise when I found that I had not published the post I wrote about the Grandboys camping outing! I cannot post it right away because we are camping near Hood Canal and have no wifi at our campground. I will post that one when we get home on Sunday, and will add this one as well.

During that last hot week of July I was able to continue my riding, and actually got friends to ride as well as ride some solo time on a few days. This post will simply be some photos that I want to keep and this is my best place to keep them.

Kim and I did our own ride on the B-G trail and stopped to see the newly finished park at Log Boom. It is not a great place to stop for a picnic lunch, take a dip in the lake or rent a boat ;’-).



On another day Susan, Kim and Meri joined me for a ride in the Skagit Valley which is always a pleasure.









They all had such a good time on that ride, they joined me on another ride on the Centennial Trail.



Seeing this field of hay stacks shows that someone was sure to be making hay while the sun was shining.



On my solo rides from home I once again visited “the stump”. It had a brand new display that indicates someone must have had a recent trip to Hawaii ;’-)



One of my early morning rides (to miss the worst heat) showed some foggy mist that was still to burn off.



 And so we ended July — including both of our birthdays ;’-). Susan took me to the local beach to have our take out breakfast, and then we went to ‘play’ a little paddle ball. By play I mean hit the ball back a forth a few times. This would have to serve as paddle ball for Susan as well as it was way way too hot to do that on her day.




TIME FOR FUN WITH THE OTHER GRANDS

The plan was to meet Jenny at the ferry for an E & A transfer to begin our week long adventure with them. The glitch ended up being A’s bike “crash” that had him down for a couple of days, so we took ‘E’ and off we went. ‘A’ would be delivered to us by his Dad a few days later.

Destination: Deception Pass State Park.

Crossing over the bridge to Deception Pass State Park offers beautiful views below us.



Our friends Lizette and Shelly joined our outing and got a campsite directly next to ours. We enjoyed time with them and with the boys. We had a brief bike ride with E around the campground with some brief walks along the way.








Later we joined the ranger for a walk through this forest and learned quite a bit about the area.

Logs on the beach help build the sand dunes on land.



This tree is near 900 years old and still standing.





As we continued our hike we learned about ‘witches beard’ — the lichen hanging from the trees. We also learned about ‘ocean spray’ flowers but I didn’t get a photo.



After this walk we took our own and Shelly made the leaf people to lead us on the trail. E helps to find the leaf people.



After the hard work of leading us along the trail, the leaf people take a rest.



Finally we were happy to have E join us for the next couple of days. Time at the beach was a hit for everyone. 






They built there sand castle with a moat and viewing bench with Stella overseeing the work.



Much of the time for the boys was spent playing and enjoying the neighboring campers with three kids who were happy to have them join them on any and also activities. We did get them both to play a game in the screen tent with us. A dice game we learned for friends Elaine and John called Canadian Yahtzee. At least that is what they call it.

On our last day at camp E & A became Junior Rangers. They had done all the required activities and had completed their work books.

E makes his pledge…


A makes his pledge…



And they become full fledged Junior Rangers with their official badges.



All too soon it seemed, our outing had come to its end and we were saying our goodbyes to neighbor kids and Lizette & Shelly. A great weekend with fantastic weather. Until next time.

Returning home, the boys would spend the night at our house before returning them to their rightful owners. Katmandu loved having the boys brush him while he sun bathed ;’-).