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.

The Swartz Bay ferry terminal is a massive complex!! The biggest we’ve seen. Must be because it services the traffic from Vancouver to Vancouver Island. In any case, there was a small food truck that was open in the morning and the kids got donuts. H also got a hot dog. The rest of us had our lunch in the cafeteria on the ferry en route. We sailed past several islands and across the strait to Tsawwassen. The exit was easy, but the thin strip of land was long to get over to the mainland. At the end we saw tens or hundreds of blue herons making an absolute racket in the trees.

We made our way through a couple neighborhoods and ended up in the town of Delta to shop for groceries. Daisy went in to buy supplies while I stayed outside with the kids at a play area containing mini golf, ping pong, and a couple other games. It must keep kids happy while the adults shop! We also noticed that the parking lot was surrounding the small set of stores, which is the opposite of the typical strip-mall setup in the US.

On our way out of town we found the bike trail: a gravel path along the water. It was here that we also met a strong headwind! Daisy graciously took the lead to help block the wind. I am like a sail with how high I sit on the bike! We saw about ten bald eagles along the path — they liked sitting on top of telephone poles.

We were excited that the campground had laundry facilities, as they were sorely needed. The kids have been practicing setting up the tent, and this time they set it up by themselves with no help at all!