Bizarrely, the camp ranger woke us all up at 9:45pm at this site to check if we had paid (we had!). The kids make no allowances for sleep disruptions though, and woke up full of wiggles and demands. Daisy cooked pancakes for us again for breakfast. Gotta keep those kids eating!

On our way out we stopped to take a picture of this hilarious road crossing. We weren’t there only ones, either. I imagine the people that live on this road shake their heads at us tourists taking pictures but… How could we resist?

We made our way out of the park and back to the ODT. We were excited to finish this section of trail to Port Angeles because that meant we were heading to Canada the next day!

The section of riding today looked good on paper, but in real life it was actually pretty miserable. The Olympic Discovery Trail was away from the road all day, but it goes up and down steeply for every creek. We were exhausted after spending our morning pushing the bikes while the kids walked.

We missed the slightly-off-route market where we planned to buy something appetizing for lunch. Instead, we kept riding, looking for a picnic table to eat what we could scavenge from our bags. That ended up being a fruitless search; there were no tables to be found. We even looked in a car/highway rest area which had bathrooms but no tables!

Eventually we decided to just eat lunch without a table. It was at a nice boardwalk section of the trail, finally. During our lunch we saw about 10 touring cyclists pass in small groups. That was a lot since we hadn’t seen any yet all morning!

Finally refueled, we made the final push to Port Angeles. The path went down to the water, and then followed the coast for the last few miles. We could see our destination while being buffeted by the wind. We made it, but were definitely feeling tired. The day was unexpectedly harder than we were anticipating. Daisy laid down on the sidewalk by the bikes and actually fell asleep while Jason took the kids to buy coffee and treats.

The kids and Jason went into the Marine Life Center that is right on the water in Port Angeles. They have awesome touch tanks! Next up was getting Jason’s brakes checked, and yes they needed some adjustment. We then headed up the hill to our Warm Showers host’s house. We had a great time chatting, and also sleeping inside. (Thanks, John!)

For those out there that don’t know about warm showers, it’s a hosting network for touring cyclists. In cities it can be impossible to camp and extremely expensive to stay in hotels. When cyclists aren’t on tour they offer to host other cyclists that are. We have hosted in Pennsylvania, but not yet in Colorado.

We awoke to a fog so heavy it was slightly drizzling. For the first time on this trip we all put on rain jackets as we left camp. The riding was pleasant all day, primarily on the Olympic Discovery Trail. We are trying out as many bike trails as we can on this trip, and they are quite hit or miss depending on the section.

We have discovered that the best place for our family to buy lunch is actually at a grocery store with a deli. The kids love the prepackaged sushi rolls – usually a California roll – and we usually just eat whatever they don’t. No one seems to mind us just sitting on the sidewalk eating huge amounts of food.

After lunch the cloud cover burned off and the sun came out. It was mostly quiet riding on the trail until we turned off to head to camp.

On the way we stopped at a lavender farm, since this region is famous for lavender. The kids enjoyed seeing the flowers and we all enjoyed some blackberry lavender ice cream.

We camped at Dungeness Spit, which is a wildlife refuge with a campground managed by the county. The hiker/biker area was packed – there were five different groups that night! This is a funny spot, since hiker/bikers are allowed to stay in one place for up to two weeks. At the state parks you can only stay a single night.

We took a long walk down to the water. The kids loved running along the trail after yelling ‘turbo fart!!!’ and pretending that their monstrous gas propelled them along. I mean, as long as they keep moving we are here for it.

We had a leisurely pack up at the farm because we were receiving a delivery of a lost puppy at 10:30. Alice was so excited to have her puppy, Bike-toria, back.

Once on the road it was downhill and then onto the Olympic Discovery Trail along the water. We stopped for the most delicious cherries I’ve ever had (“strawberry Rainiers” picked the previous day) and enjoyed the mostly flat path and quiet roads. We eventually made our way to Sequim Bay State Park, where the hiker/biker sites are right off the ODT. The forest here is absolutely beautiful, and we saw some very old cedars. What a special spot.

The kids had a blast playing with their puppies this morning. They were brushing their fur with pine cones and getting them ready for a beauty contest. On our way out of town we stopped by the Food Co-op again for supplies. While Daisy went shopping, I chatted with a couple cyclists. They were volunteers working on the Olympic Discovery Trail! This trail heads from Port Townsend out to Forks, and we will be riding along it for the next few days. There is one section that is missing, though, along Discovery Bay, and I learned that it would be under construction next summer. So, for us to miss the busy/unsafe highway section we would still need to take a +10-15 mi detour. That is why we found a place to stay on HipCamp for the night.

We had a scare a little ways out of town. A was so tired she almost fell asleep! Unfortunately we were along a semi-busy road/area and couldn’t just pull off and take a break. We only had 1.5 mi further to go to the park we were planning to stop at for lunch, but she couldn’t seem to concentrate. We tried a few things, and what seemed to work was walking for a few hundred meters, then singing the alphabet song with Daisy – alternating every letter. We made it, of course.

We all ended up having a great lunch and then play time at the park. We finally called it quits to get back on the road and that is when our emotions swung in a different direction. A realized that her new puppy stuffed animal (bought in Port Townsend) was missing!! Melt down ensued. I called the co-op to ask if it was there (not found yet) and we strategized for potential puppy replacement. Then the co-op called back later and said it was found. YAY!!! Crisis solved. We could now fully recover and get back on the road. (And it ended up that Daisy’s cousin could come to the rescue with puppy delivery the following morning. Thank you!!)

The detour was on low traffic roads but there were definitely some hills. Our biggest topped out at around 600 or 700 feet and yes that isn’t that high, but it did feel like a mountain pass considering the circumstances. (Haha.) We had a long descent on the other side and then turned into the road to the farm.

Staying at the farm ended up being a great decision! The kids loved the animals and exploring. There was a lot to see. There was also a kitchen, which helped with dinner. We took a bath, did laundry, tried petting various farm animals, and played games and walked. It was a great time!