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I love Anacortes. It's cold as hell at night but it's got a good vibe, especially when carloads of indie rockers with bikes strapped to the back drive up from Portland and San Francisco to see 3 days of K Records bands and the like. The Department of Safety did a really great job with What the Heck Fest- mad props for renting out the Port Warehouse- right on the water, open garage, bleachers,

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I saw a dude's face get piereced by a bicycle spoke this weekend, no joke. Phinney Farm South Side Social- it's a hippie commune upriver type deal where my old roomate moved to. I felt special for getting a VIP invitation brough to my door. Not really my scene but it was cool to be a part of. They have an amazing array of gardens and baby ducks. I drank stew out of a mason jar- it was chunky like

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San Juan Island- Resort camping at Lakedale Resort. Ask me and I just might tell you which secret spot is perfect for bicycle camping.Sauk Mountain- You will go backwards 2 seasons- precious spring wildflowers and snow! Christmas in July! Marmots too.Bellingham- There are oodles of trails I never knew about until July 4th. Little girls were going all American style selling lemonade on the side of

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This is a petition for adding the "bike there" option on Google Maps.http://www.petitiononline.com/bikether/petition.html

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What better way to bring in the longest day of the year with a cruise down the river with the flaming sun as your copilot? And of course with your buddy who ties PBR to a line in a plastic bag to float behind, only to leave a gift to the next lucky soul to float in our path.Pre-river float, the day began on Shanti, Louis’s junk rig, where we used a pulley system to erect his mast into place. I

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....is what's on the menu tonight for Sue's fine blog experience up on her hill overlooking the Skagit. I can't help but feel I am a writer who has vacationed off to a far away land, paid a grand sum to rent a fine little mountain cabin with a view, and has comissioned herself to type away as she consumes wine and fancy Irish cheese into the wee hours of the morning. This is actually kind of a

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Night hike, Big RockYour first time, my ingured foot...port and a cigarette on topEvent horizonCultus mountainI wonder what are all those bright lights?Shooting starsI want to watch documentaries on all thingsAstronomyI know it’s the foothills though they disagreeIt’s not actually a hill, but little mountainsThat lead up to even bigger mountainsIt was funny how you helped

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Frontage Road is a straight shot to Conway. On a bike it takes me 20 minutes. It is true that we live in a valley- the road is as straight as the coastal plane of the Carolinas, yet I can almost reach out and touch tiny mountains. Its like being in a litter box with one of its sides cut out (that side is for the ocean). In the same day I can watch a sunset over the Pacific Ocean,

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This is about as posh as I have ever felt. Here I am, clicking away on my newly tuned up lap top that is up to speed with the rest of the world of laptops, perched at my large antique wooden desk, a bottle of red wine to my left, even still more perched on top of a hill that provides me a sweeping westerly view of my entire town, much of the next town, and silhouettes of seaside

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