As I awakened, I could see from bed that it was going to be a nice day. My phone chimed a few times indicating I had new emails, so I grabbed my tablet and checked the messages. With nothing planned for the next couple of days, I decided to not waste my freedom, and sent a message to Marv asking if he wanted to make a spur-of-the-moment motorcycle trip. I expected it to be too short-notice for him to be available but, yeah, he would come. He must have sprung right into action because, when I sent a follow-up message a few minutes later, his wife replied that he was putting his gear on his bike to head out. I decided I’d better get moving.
Our destination was Sequim (pronounced skwim) on the north end of the Olympic Peninsula. If we made an easy trip over to the Peninsula and spent the night, we would be primed to start the next morning, enjoying the nice roads in the Lake Crescent area. We met at the Conway Shell station just east of Laconner, and sallied forth through the back roads across Fir Island and Fidalgo Island, and then across Deception Pass Bridge to Whidbey Island.
We checked out our favorite roads around Oak Harbor, and then took an extended break on West Beach, just past Oak Harbor. It has a nice outlook across the Straight of Juan de Fuca to Victoria on Vancouver Island. The sun was warm and I nearly drifted off to sleep. No, I can’t do that, we have to get going to catch a ferry.
We rode along the tree-lined Madrona Way, hugging the inside lip of Penn Cove, and then cut west over to Keystone. Our timing was perfect, as the ferry was just pulling in to unload the eastbound passengers.
Crossing on the ferry and then docking in Port Townsend, we took Highway 101 around the tip of Discovery Bay. We took a set of more-scenic roads from Old Gardiner Road to Chicken Coop Road before reconnecting with 101 to get around the tip of Sequim Bay, where we rode down to the John Wayne Marina, and then came into Sequim from the north.
We stayed at the Sundowner, a cheap motel that was acceptable to a couple of motorcycle tramps, but the Chinese food we had for dinner was not. I should have trusted my instincts with that place, as I didn’t enjoy my food.
The next morning, we made our way along the Old Olympic Highway to Port Angeles, and then caught the sporty Black Diamond Road out of town and reconnected with Highway 101 just east of Lake Sutherland. When we got to the intersection with East Beach Road at the east end of Lake Crescent, we followed it around the east end of the Lake, and then along the north rim on Highways 112 and 113.
After reconnecting with Highway 101 at the junction with Highway 113, we turned east to begin the trip home. It was time for a short break, so we stopped at the store at the western tip of Lake Crescent.
Highway 101 along the south shore of Lake Crescent is a beautiful lake-hugging stretch along a magnificent shoreline. We were fortunate that almost all of the traffic we encountered was going the other direction, as there aren’t very many places to pass slow traffic on this section of road.
Lake Crescent is encompassed in the Olympic National Park, and is the location of the Lake Crescent Lodge featuring a lodge, cabins, a campground, and areas for other outdoor activities. It’s a great place for a weekend getaway.
We chatted with a few people, and walked out on the boat dock to take a couple of photos. Marv noticed a pair of flip-flops a little girl had left after diving from the dock, and then joining her family along the shore. He returned the slippers to the little princess.
At the east end of Lake Sutherland, we retraced our route over Black Diamond Road and most of the roads we’d taken when coming west the previous day. When we reached the junction of Highway 20 and Highway 101, we split paths; Marv went south to catch the Kingston-Edmonds ferry, while I went north to catch the Port Townsend-Keystone ferry. I took an unimaginative route home so I could conserve some time for other things later in the day. It was a good ride.