Day 2 - on the road to Jeannie's

After my wonderful experience with the Barcus clan, I headed up the road, "attacking" the hill that made me cal it a day the night before.  Once I got past that hill, the ride was much easier (for a while at least).

In my continuing sightings of all things Matt or Matthew, I came across Mats Mats (a neighborhood? near Port Ludlow).  This gives us the Mats Mats Chiropractic Clinic:

And Mats Mats Beach Road

After about 1:30 or so, I started looking for a place to get some lunch.  I managed to cruise past almost all of the food available before I realized it, but finally, on WA 19, just short of the junction with WA 20, I found a cafe which, while not "open" any longer (it was about 2:30, and they officially close at 2:00 on Sunday) was willing to provide a hungry cyclist with some food.

Lunch was a turkey and cheese croissant, a double latte and a very nice ginger spice cookie (which I nibbled on for about the next 5 miles).

The stretch of WA 20 that I took from WA 19 to US 101 was not fun.  You know, 400 feet doesn't seem like much altitude, until you're on an overloaded bike on a road with little shoulder and fast traffic.
At times I was just going from wide spot where I could get the bike fully off the tarmac (to sit there and pant for a couple of minutes) to wide spot.  Maybe 100-200 yards at a time.  If I was on a bicycle, I would have had to walk all of the uphills, just because I was going so slowly and the load was so heavy.

It took me about an hour and a half to go three miles uphill to the minor elevation of 400 feet.  Then it took me about 3 minutes to go the two miles downhill.  That was pretty fun.  I figure, once I really get my legs under me, hills will be significantly more fun.

Finally, I reached US 101, with its wide shoulders, and significantly shorter hills, and managed to make some nice time.

About 1-2 miles short of Jeannie's, I ran across a historical marker -

Then finally, I reached the turnoff for Jeannie's and the lesbian trailer park that she lives in (no, I am not kidding).  About this park, one of the (now moved) residents once said - how is it that we are in a trailer park filled with REPUBLICAN lesbians.

After a shower and a rest, Jeannie and I went to Port Angeles for dinner, where we had some nice (aimed at white folks) chinese food, and headed back to the park to crash for the night.

Day 2:
31.4 miles
Average: 5.7 mph, including breaks.
Top speed (down the long hill on WA 20) around 50 mph (wow!)
Altitude climbed: 2000+ feet (whew!)

All in all a pretty good day for still being soft and rather out of shape.