Bainbridge and Poulsbo Ride, 60 miles.

A second triplog of our ride to Bainbridge / Poulsbo; see Lauren and Greg’s original here:

Data: Erik’s GPS Log. Also, here’s MotionBased’s new player link for just the Bainbridge section (apparently I got lucky and in the beta!)

As the final training ride before STP, Lauren, Greg, Paul, and I decided to do a quick ride around Bainbridge Island. In truth, and in large part due to laziness on my part, I just put forth the Chilly Hilly route of 33 miles with travel to / from the ferry from UZ and called it good.

We got off a bit late (my fault; forgot the cue sheets and had turned around to get them before Lauren called and said she has a map), and then booked it down to the ferry. We made it with seconds (literally) to spare. Chances are if we were a week later, we’d have missed the ferry as they’re planning on stopping boarding 2 minutes before posted sailing time to ensure on-time departures (boo!). The day was gorgeous though; here’s a quick picture of Mt. Baker from the ferry (yes, it’s there, I’m just not a master with the camera phone camera!)


and here’s where they keep those other ferries!


We put on some sunscreen and stretched out…



and it was off we go!

After a few miles, Lauren’s back rack came off and slammed into her tire. At this point, we thought there’d be a bike shop in Poulsbo, so we decided to head up there. We also ran into Brent from Wisconsin who had sold his business and was in the process of biking from Seattle back to Wisconsin. He tagged along with us to Poulsbo, where it turns out there wasn’t a bike shop. But there was a nice bakery — Liberty Bay Bakery & Cafe:


We headed back to Bainbridge, and Lauren then headed to town while Greg, Paul, and I did the rest of the route. We tried to meet up at the cider stop (although we were about 5 months late for cider), but Lauren got a flat so she just headed to the ferry. Greg, Paul, and I then did the southern part of the route, and about mid-way through Greg picked up some glass through his big knobby 26″ tires… d’oh! Paul, wanting to get back, took off for the ferry. Greg and I headed out without too much of a delay… and were zipping down to the ferry past the gates when we heard HOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNKKKKKKKKK! D’oh! The ferry was leaving. And suddenly, there was Paul, who had apparently missed a turn somewhere and was behind us. Oh well!

We turned around, and I picked up some Grapefruit Juice and a yummy tea biscuit at Blackbird Cafe in Bainbridge… yum yum good. We then took the 2:55 ferry and headed home. The day was still gorgeous… here’s a final pic of a sailboat we passed on the way home:


Bainbridge Island and Poulsbo

Written by Greg and Lauren. First the data
– Here are Greg’s gmaps of the trip in two parts, due to the ferry. From Bainbridge Loop + Poulsbo sidetrip, and home to Colman dock and back (not very exciting).
– Lauren’s link to the data on her GPS, which had some problems on 2nd and in the trees on the east side of Bainbridge.

Now the details:

We started at UZ a bit after 8… and somehow, crazily made it to the ferry RIGHT at 8:45. We were averaging 17-18mph most of the way there, minus going up Denny hill. Lauren quickly paid while the three FASTER three guys went to the ferry, but she did catch up and we were on just in time.

We met a guy from Wisconsin who sold his business and is now just biking around (actually he’s biking back to Green Bay) We rode with him from the NE corner of Bainbridge to Poulsbo; he was heading on to Port Townshend. We basically had lunch with him at the Liberty Bay Bakery and Cafe in downtown Poulsbo. But why did we go to Poulsbo you ask?

Lauren’s back rack came undone (again) doing approx 20mph down hill, in spectacular but luckily symmetric fashion, so nothing went into the spokes. The bolt on holding the rack to braze-on (where it connects to the frame up at the front) came free. The whole rack became one big huge break.

The rear flasher was destroyed, and a chunk of her tire was taken out. Here are some pictures of what happened to the rear deflector as a whole AND especially what happened to the part that was rubbing on the tire. A bit of heat anyone? Oh and the force of the tire pulling on it made the back part where the deflector attaches bend to the point where she just snapped it off when she tried to bend it back.

Reflector heated up Dead reflector

However! Bontrager puncture resistant tires are awesome. The few gouges did warrant replacing the tire (the people int he cycle shop confirmed this), but I wound up riding all the way to Poulsbo and back on the thing with no flats… She just didn’t feel safe continuing to ride on it, all the way home.
This led to our search for a bike shop in Poulsbo. There are none.

We did get a copy of the phone book and found there are 2 bike stores on Bainbridge: one purportedly on High School and the other on Djune in the center of town.
A guy who we asked gave us his map and directions for leaving Poulsbo that took us on a much nicer route than 305 (which isn’t bad for a state highway, but hardly scenic). We wound up giving the map to the guy from Wisconsin.

After we crossed back across Agate Pass, Lauren took 305 straight to Winslow, stopping at High School way… but that cycle shop didn’t exist. She asked a who had just finished shopping at the Safeway there. HIs mode of transportation was a tricycle like thing that weighs approx 300 lbs with a big cargo area. He modified it to have a motor assist him going up hills, but he pedals it all the other times. I asked him how fast it will go and he said “Scary fast” (the tricycle shakees). He took her to the nearest cycleshop was on Winslow Way – Classic Cycle. As they were parting, he said “Tell Jeff (if he’s in there) that Dave with the tricycle says ‘hi'” – So she did. They helped her pick a good replacement tire and reflector, and Jeff fixed her bike tire. However (and it happens to the best of us), it there was a pinch flat. Within four blocks of trying to catch up with the guys, she had another flat, but they fixed it for no charge right away. She took the 2:05 ferry back to Seattle and had a pretty uneventful, but headwind filled ride home.

Paul, Erik and Greg did most of the rest of the loop (the Chilly Hilly, plus the side route to Battle Point Park to hit the restroom. Greg remembered it had a restroom from the loop he took about 15 years ago. That’s about the only thing that hasn’t changed. Oh, and the Lynwood movie theater (which at the time was showing “Do the Right Thing” was still there and now showing “An Inconvenient Truth”).

After deciding to continue with the loop without Lauren, Greg got a flat at
about the farthest possible SW point. Luckily he had spare tubes and luckily
he found the piece of glass that had probably been in there for a few weeks.
He had to stop an extra time to try to inflate the tire, but otherwise no
damage except we missed Lauren’s ferry by 2 minutes. Back to town for a
treat at the bakery, oh well.

Scott rides the Olympic Peninsula

So the good news is that I did manage to get in some riding while my family was out on the Olympic peninsula for 5 days. The first ride was a very short 20 mile ride along Discovery Trail from Sequim towards Port Angeles and back. I had my son in a trailer on the back of my bike and was accompanied with my wife. The trail was notable for all the farm animals we saw along this trail as well as two historic bridges that were probably over 100 years old.
The longer ride I did by myself was ~60 miles long and ran from west of Sequim to Poulsbo. This was the last day of the trip and was essentially me getting a 5 hour head start on my wife to head back to Seattle. Since I was on the highway most of the time, this is not a recommended ride although the scenery along the highway was mostly pleasant.
Actually the original plan was for me to go from Sequim over to Port Angeles and attempt the 5000+ ft climb up Hurricane Ridge which my wife and I had hiked a few days before. I was supposed to do this with the neighbor of the friend we were staying with is an outdoor guide and leads climbing, kayaking, and mountaineering expeditions all over the Olympic peninsula. Unfortunately he got a last minute call to go to “work” and the weather ended up being extremely cloudy and wet so I decided not to take my chances and save the challenge for another day.
Although I highly recommend exploring the Olympic peninsula if you’ve never been out there, it is not a very road bike friendly place, the Discovery Trail being the main exception. Mountain biking, on the other hand. I hear that’s another story.

Cedar River Trail, Maple and May Valley

An enjoyable ride by Paul, Marc, Erik, Megan, Kate and myself. Here are my final stats (67 miles when Motion based wisely adjusted from the Garmin’s adding 4 mile freakiness…)

Erik and Kate wound up going up and over the lake from Bellevue. Marc and Megan had to head home as we were hitting Lake WA Blvd, and Paul and I met Ruben and the That Brown Girl Catering Fish Fry. Yummy, if INTENSELY fatty food. (Mac and Cheese, Collard greens, fried catfish or chicken, biscuit or cornbread (which Elias stole off of me) and peach cobbla’).Then we slowly biked home…

MMMMM. Although I think I’m not eating for a week.