Now in Vancouver and ready to ride tomorrow morning. Fast moving events seem to sit on the horizon of my thoughts of yesterday. Arriving in Seattle and meeting up with Maria, spontaneity with exploring the city, arriving in Vancouver, and packing bags – there is a lot of shit.
We decided this morning that in an embracing moment of “hey, we’re here, let’s do this!” to throw on four additional days to circumnavigate the Olympic Peninsula by riding around Olympic National Park. I will fuck up Edward and any vampires when we arrive in Forks.