For months I’ve been slowly putting together the pieces for the longest and farthest trip I’ve done on my motorcycle– the northern loop of the Olympic Peninsula!
I always plan a long weekend adventure over the fourth of July so I can make my birthday celebration last a little bit longer. More like a birthweek celebration! I told Brian all I wanted for my birthday this year was for him to get our bikes in good shape for making the trip, and he more than made that happen.
The bikes have been in storage for the past year because of our cross-country move last year. There was so much going on, and we had to prioritize so many things (selling our house, finding temporary housing, searching for a new job, buying a new house, etc.) that the bikes simply didn’t make the list in 2015.
That said, I can hardly believe it’s been more than a year since we rode! This year has flown by–it’s impossible to believe.
Brian took care of everything, tearing the bikes apart and putting them back together with new pieces and parts, making sure our insurance was up to date, and going on some shorter local rides with me so we could try things out and I could regain some confidence before we headed out on our adventure.
Everything fell into place, and on Saturday morning we headed to the Edmonds ferry (my first time driving my bike on and off a ferry–eekk!) and before I knew it we were speeding along route 101 from Kingston to Forks.
It was an incredible four-day trip. Our itinerary looked something like this:
- Day 1: Lynnwood > Port Angeles > La Push
- First Beach
- Second Beach
- Rialto Beach
- Day 2: Forks
- Ruby Beach
- Hoh Rain Forest
- Day 3: Straight of Juan de Fuca Scenic Byway
- Neah Bay and Cape Flattery
- Sekiu/Clallum Bay
- Day 4: Port Angeles > Port Townsend > Lynnwood
- Dungeness Spit
Thankfully the weather held out for the majority of our trip. There were some clouds but also brilliant blue skies. We had rain one morning, but we able to pull over and change clothes before continuing the rest of the day rain-free.
From walking the beaches to hiking the forests to riding the byways to spending quality time together completely disconnected from work and any daily stress–it was a perfect way to enter my 32nd year of life and celebrate what lies ahead. I can’t wait.
“Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming “Wow! What a Ride!” ― Hunter S. Thompson