Day 1
Friday, 5 Jun 2015
Warrenton, OR to Astoria, OR
13.2 miles, 1h04m, 12.3 mph
Elapsed Time: 1h06m, Max speed: 26.5mph
Total Climbing: 230ft, Max elevation: 31ft
Total mileage: 13.2
We got up at 3am and flew from Baltimore to Portland, picked up my
bike, then drove to the Pacific Ocean at Warrenton, Oregon. I was
originally
going to take my start picture inside the wreck of the Peter
Iredale on this beach, but the bike shop did such a great
job of cleaning my bike's drive train that I couldn't bear to get
it all sandy before I even started. Speaking of bears, there's one
in the picture.
This obscure historical marker commemorates the only attack on the
mainland US during WWII. A Japanese sub lobbed a couple
of shells up here on 21 June 1942. This monument is not well
publicized--and the dog in the yard next door sounds really mean.
A few miles later--my first wildlife warning sign sighting.
(I didn't actually see any Elk).
It was a short ride today--only 13 miles from the ocean to the
hotel in Astoria.
When I rode under the Astoria Bridge I made sure to cross my tire
tracks from when JT and I rode the Pacific Coast in 2004. You
know,
so I could connect the dots with a clear conscience. By the way,
the Astoria Bridge was once derided as a "bridge to nowhere." It's
still
a bridge to nowhere, but a lot of people are going nowhere because
it was really busy today.
OMG, I'm going to have a head-on collision with a trolley on a
bridge. Yes, the trolley shares the bike path. No, I wasn't
playing chicken with the trolley. It had already run me down from
behind.
There was a brewpub in the hotel's backyard, so that's where we
had dinner.
The odd food of the day was Scotch Eggs. Basically, hard-boiled
eggs wrapped in a meatball and fried. Linda liked the little
heart-shaped yolks.
Yeah. There is some kind of Goonies festival going on in Astoria
today. I don't think I ever saw the film. It's a big deal here.
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