Sunday was our first ride, going from Everett to Skykomish. Sixty miles in the gentle Washington rain. We started by dipping our back tires in the bay and then headed out. Lots of beautiful scenery along the way. I thought about my dad, it being Father's Day, and several things along the way reminded me of him. A 1952 pickup in a small town. Oreo cookies at the lunch stop (Dad was a big fan of Oreos!). And I thought of the bicycles and unicycles he provided me with over the years. Thanks Dad.
I think we may be a curiosity in the small towns we're cycling through. The local newspaper in Everett sent out a reporter to cover our group of riders.
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