Stick Bread

Coupeville: Finally time to teach the boys a German campfire tradition: sharpen a stick …

 

… wrap dough around it  & get toasting. Double yummy 🙂

Smore

Campfire action in Deception Pass – Jan & Co. introduced us to The Smore – US tradition: melted chocolate & toasted marshmallow in crackers. Yummy – Try it!

Captain J

Along the incredible Chuckanut Drive we met motorbiker Captain J who kindly let the boys play pillion passengers.

Friend of friends

As word gets around we got to stay with family Lund in Fairhaven.

The boys were made up – friends to play with, a trampoline, train heaven and a sleep over in the gym room.

Not forgetting the friendliest bird – Thor (4th from left!) – jumping on our shoulders.

Bike Rack

Sometimes we are wondering what children really need to play … today it was just the bike rack beside a supermarket.

Countryside

Staying at Loni & Erik’s country home brought back memories of the movie Dr. Zhivago (must have been the architecture of the house).  They had chickens and lambs but most interesting two barn owls. Loni told us the story about a businessman in the area who made his money by buying & selling pellets (the regurgitated stuff that looks like poo).

Forest Campground


Fun in the forest for the boys whilst Mama & Papa catch up on maintenance jobs . How long does it actually take to know where everything is in our 14 bags?

 

Birch Bay – got there!

 

Long day after filling out immigration forms x 6 at US border. Met Loni & Erik (our hosts to be!) at fab location on Birch Bay whilst looking for campground.

Chinese Party at US border

As we approached the US border, the smell of barbeque cooking drew our attention to some activity in the park.  The Chinese Association of White Rock Surrey were having a party and they welcomed us with great enthusiasm & brought us a BBQ feast & candies for the boys. We gave them our Canadian flags – better than us attempting Karaoke. 🙂

Helpful Cyclist

After 50km came the first flat tire along with a friendly fellow cyclist, who on hearing our story spontaneously invited us to camp in his backyard – thanks Doug!