Port Angeles is the destination - aprox 25 miles west.
On a bridge crossing a small creek I ran into Justin - heading the opposite direction.
As it turns out he lives in Port Angeles with his wife a cat - and I was offered shelter for the night.
Their friends from Seattle also passed by and spend the night - how random and nice surprises sometimes can be...
The days ride was hilly and knees didn't like it much. Need to take a break soon, to let those ol' car legs get used to the bike. A bit tense as the picture of me on the pier at night will show - I don't know what's with the clenched fists though...
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