Today we passed more blueberry bushes than I’ve ever seen before. It was farm after farm after farm! We stopped at one farm stand and bought the minimum, which ended up being about two dollars for two pounds. They must have made a mistake?! They were absolutely delicious!! As we continued on the low traffic roads, we took note of a very specific pattern: each farm had a mansion next to it. We coined the term “blueberry barons” and continued on our way.

We arrived at the border a little before lunch and due to a lack of signage waited in line with the cars. Luckily, this only took about 20 minutes to get through the line. Of course, when we got to the border agent he said: “Did you know you could just go in the building over there?” Although I wanted to say some choice words about how we obviously didn’t, I kept it to a polite “No” since he was a border agent. Across the border in Blaine we found a crappy grocery store and an ok pizza place in the shopping center we targeted for lunch. We were excited to get back on the road and arrive at Birch Bay.

Upon our arrival we stopped at a convenience store for a well-deserved ice cream snack. The town of Birch Bay is small, but there are a few tourist spots and the bay is beautiful. At the state park we asked a couple of volunteers for help finding the hiker/biker sites. Unfortunately, the two sites were inadequate: one was occupied by what looked like a long term resident, and the other didn’t have a large enough flat spot for our tent. We went to the regular campground loop and found a spot. While the girls got set up I went to pay at the campground’s check-in ranger station. We ended up paying the regular hiker/biker rate instead of full price, because the manager/ranger there has that policy. A pleasant surprise! The girls splashed in the bay while I cooked dinner. We had a relatively uneventful last night of camping before returning to Bellingham tomorrow.