Diden't stop.
I began raining soon after I crossed the south side bridge, and continued the remaining of the day. Not any particullar beauty or views. Just road. Legs were getting tired and luck would have it that I stumbled across the Tokeland Historic Hotel before sunset. Here I found kindness and the softes bed I've seen in a long time. The hotel was built in 1885 - older days still lingering in the walls.
Began planning my trip to Portland next week.
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