This morning we were greeted by a glorious dawn and we have had clear skies, a gentle tail wind and high seventies all day.

We have started heading south, with the Hood Canal on our left and the Olympic mountains on our right. The route is much prettier than I feared and the traffic, though busy, is not unpleasant.

Everyone seemed to enjoy the ride and the small sections I managed to ride were very pleasant indeed.

After dropping off the bags at the motel I headed for the Mason County Fairground where we were to camp. Picture in your mind the fairground from any episode of Scooby Doo and you would be spot on….. BUT the place was completely closed. Bugger (this is a word that is proving pretty handy on this trip – I hope I packed enough of them).

I have no idea what happened and can’t contact anyone to ask. The motel was full but I found another with rooms and that is where we will spend the night. It is actually rather fabulous – a real old fashioned 1950’s family run joint right in the heart of downtown Shelton. A real time warp.

But first I must go and find Alan who, as sweeper, must finish with the tail end Charlie and has yet to finish. Then we can enjoy the first down time since we arrived.

Tomorrow I must say goodbye the love machine, I will try to be brave.

Steve
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