06.26.2023, day 1 - starting the ride
it dripped rain all night. woke up to gray mist, couldn't tell if it was raining or not. as the man said, typical northwest morning. and started packing, assembling my gear and setting it on the bike for the first time. testing fate, i hadn't checked it back in knoxville or portland. but everything went together well, and after a cup of tea, a banana and the remnants of a scone, i was ready. an obligatory picture, a hug and kiss, and i was off. suzi went for a walk along the beach. the san duc and bogachiel rivers join to form the quillayute a few miles from the coast. fed by snow melt, they vary according to season. and, of course, you're not supposed to bring wood with you or even harvest it there, so the locals sell it. but not to worry if you don't have cash, venmo is recognized. it's unfortunate, but the forests here are managed for lumber. every mile or two, there's another tract...