Vancouver’s love for bikes and pedestrians fills me with desire. I mean, the city-designed infrastructure for it was crazy; def have a crush on it.
We started our tour out the door and on the road quickly. Beautiful weather allowed quads to hammer even with shaky highway 2-mile-long bridge crossings. A pitter of rain began near the border, which had its own crossing/check-in for cyclists. Swinging into Washington was accompanied by a solid hiker-biker site at Birch Bay State Park. Sun, drops of patter, and verde now fill my scene. Day 1 done.