Woke up in the middle of the night last night. As I looked out the window I noticed the ground in the parking lot looked shiny. Sure enough it had been raining! As I was getting ready for the ride to the Pacific, Dan was saying, “Are you sure Bev still wants to ride? You should call her.”
Then I received a text, “We can be ready before 10…” There was my answer. No skipping out on it because of a little drizzle.
You’d think I’d never ridden before but I finally got myself ready…I only forgot to put water in both water bottles but I did have two.
Greg, Bev and I made it to Fort Stevens State Park where we went down to the shipwreck and dipped our wheels in the ocean.
Had to get a photo of some flowers. There were white ones too and some that had shades from the darker purple to white on the same plant.
Stopped to get this photo of the Whispering Giant in honor of “the Clatsop, Chinook, and all northwest coastal Indians.”
My riding buddies for the day, Greg and Bev.
Supposed to have a sunny day tomorrow and there’s a burger place in St. Helens that serves a great milkshake…