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"The Rectangle Ride" is a 110-mile route that starts in Arlington, Washington, heads east to Darrington, north to Rockport, west to Sedro-Woolley, and then loops back south to Arlington. It was a perfect, autumnal weekend for a rectangular ride with spectacular company.
Excited, nervous, and downright giddy, we exchange four wheels for two and load onto the ferry that goes from Edmonds to Kingston, Washington. We may as well have training wheels, uncertain as we are of biker-ferry protocol. Is it safe to just leave them? Bike-thirsty pirates and misguided harbor seals may be lurking. The ferry attendant kindly instructs us that most people hang the handlebar over the side rail and go upstairs. Then relax.
Toward the middle of our second day on the John Wayne Pioneer Trail, we arrived at the Thorp Tunnels. Unlike the Hyak and Whittier tunnels of the day before, the state has not dedicated any funds to repairing these tunnels. It shows. The concrete at the entrances is crumbling and sections of wall inside have caved. It’s not exactly dangerous, but I wouldn’t call it safe, either. Don’t put me in one of those during an earthquake! In a surprising act of reasonableness, the state actually allows you to travel through these tunnels. There is an unsettling waiver of liability they ask you to sign before you do so, however.
For years, I’ve had the idea in my head that it would be fun to cycle the length of the John Wayne Pioneer Trail, 110 miles from North Bend to the mighty Columbia River. Any plans I might have had got temporarily quashed in 2009 when state parks closed the five tunnels on the trail because of falling debris hazards. Flash forward to July 2013 … and all the tunnels are open again! Some have been repaired. Others are enter at your own risk.
Check out this fab, four-and-a-half-minute video produced by Salsa Cycles. It was shot along the west slope of the Teton Range in Idaho.
Tony: My toes were cold. The alarm rang again. “Too cold,” I thought as I emerged from my protective cocoon, sprinting to ward off the certain hypothermia of a too-long bathroom visit.
Justin: My roommate Tony and I were about to leave on what we had dubbed the “Tour de Gallatin,” a 103-mile overnight bike tour of southwest Montana’s Gallatin, Jefferson, and Madison river valleys. We named it the Tour de Gallatin because we did not realize beforehand that the route ever left the Gallatin Valley.
I had so much fun on my first bike tour with Karen a few weeks ago that I decided to fit in a mini-tour en route to visiting my family up in Portland. So, here are some photos I took along the Row River Trail on my overnight camping excursion.