Well, okay. I don’t really have any pictures of flowers on this post. I’m just using that to indicate that May 1st was an excellent day for a ride, and it follows well from my previous post… It was sunny and in the upper 60’s all weekend. I had again been receiving subtle hints from my friend Bobbie about taking her for another ride (“It’s supposed to be sunny on Sunday – hint hint) so I made arrangements to pick her up after lunch and headed out.
As usual, I didn’t have anyplace in mind, so she suggested going up to the Point No Point lighthouse in Hansville (http://www.lighthousefriends.com/light.asp?ID=110). She had heard there were whale sightings off the point, and wanted to check it out. Seeing as how I have a mind like half a steel trap, I said I hadn’t been there before and we headed out. Of course when I got home and told my wife Polly that we went someplace new, she pointed out to me that we’d been there several times before. Remember, I said HALF a steel trap. Oh well, getting old is a bitch…
We tried to avoid highways as much as possible, choosing to go up on some less travelled roads. The kind that have speed bumps. Not fun when you don’t see them coming, but lots of fun if you do… At least I didn’t lose Bobbie on any of them, although she says I came close on at least one occasion. I kept telling her that’s why she’s supposed to grab on to me to keep from flying off, but that didn’t work on her any more than it does on Polly .
When we got there, we took a little “butt break” and walked on the beach for a bit, looking for those whales. Well, unless whales are about a foot long, white and grey, and have two legs and yellow beaks, we didn’t see any. Oh well. It was a clear day, and we could at least see a lot of mountains on the horizon. Unfortunately, all I had with me was my phone, so I wasn’t able to get any really great pictures. You could see pretty much all of the main mountains and ranges, including Mt. Baker, Mt. Rainier, and most of the Olympics and Cascades.
The lighthouse itself was nothing to write home about, but it was “quaint and cozy” (realtor-speak for “small”). There were actually several small buildings on the site, including a museum (with store, of course) and the office building, which included a vacation rental apartment in it, which I thought was kind of cool.
Along the road on the way back we stopped to take a picture of a very odd looking house. It turns out it was actually the cabin of a tug or tender that they landed and made into a house. At least that’s what the sign in front of it said when Bobbie went over to read it. The house looked very familiar to me, as though I had seen it before. (And of course, according to my wife, I had – at least that solves the mystery of why it looked so familiar…)
We headed home from there, also taking back roads I don’t recall being on before. Of course, I probably have, but only Polly knows for sure… I, at least, got thoroughly lost, but Bobbie insisted she knew where w were. We ended up at the Suquamish Clearwater Casino near Poulsbo. At least we weren’t “lost” any more. Short on cash, we passed on by the casino and headed home.
Bobbie says that next time we need to take more stops. As comfortable as my bike is, it’s still no LazyBoy, so the rears got a bit sore (of course, that could have been those speed bumps ). And besides, I’m sure that butt pain tolerance will improve with time, now that the summer is upon us.
Here’s the route. I’m trying a different mapping application so ignore the little red flags all over the place. I haven’t figured out how to turn them off yet …
Well that’s about it for this ride, so til next time…
Have Fun and Ride Safe,