drove to Anacortes -> took our bikes on the ferry
We rode in pouring rain to our campsite in Moran State Park. In theory we were the only people in the hiker/biker “primitive” camp site, but some guy was living there. He was spiritual and shared his beans for our soup and we used all our camp fuel cooking them.
So the next day, instead of going mountain biking we had to ride back into town to buy more fuel. But it didn’t rain that day.
On the last day we rode to the top of Mt Constitution (highest peak in the San Juan Islands) before leaving.