Photo Dump 21: THE LAST ONE

 Our last day of biking started ominously enough, with an inky black portal.

 Actually, I love this sort of thing.  It's a 2-1/2 mile long tunnel only accessible to bikes and pedestrians.  

 With no lights.  It's a very straight shot through, so you can see the (for once not metaphorical) light at the end as soon as you enter.

 Of course, it was around now that I realized that my head lamp really didn't work very well.

 But still managed to make it through.

 God?  Is that you?

 Well, my camera doesn't take good low light pictures, but you get the idea.

 Success!  Now only 60 miles of downhill to Seattle.

 Man, was it pretty on the other side.

 Huge mountains, rain clouds lower than you, trees everywhere.  And a rainbow down in the valley.

 And so, on a glorious afternoon...

 ...we rode into Seattle.  

 And straight to the brewery.  Just kidding, we didn't go there for a few days.

 It's funny, you see bridges like this in Boston all the time, but they don't work.  In Seattle, they are fully functional.

 The Olympic Mountains, way off in the distance across the Puget Sound.

 Ah yes, we did get some Fremont eventually.  It was very very very tasty.

 Our first hosts had the craziest view of downtown Seattle.  But only until the construction is finished.

 Our host, Henry, invited us to a great block party.  We love that sort of thing.

 And to finish our trip, we dipped our tires in the Puget Sound.  We rule.

Somehow, I missed this sign on the way in, so I got it on the way out of town.  Seemed appropriate, considering our next little adventure involved a lot of hiking, rather than biking.