I went south on I-5 to the 205th Street exit, aka the Edmonds-Kingston Ferry exit. It's a straight shot along this road for a few miles and then one turns onto the terminal. Toll booths separate you from $11.05, which is the cost of a one-way ferry ride to the other side of Puget Sound. As Valencia is classified as a motorcycle, I was able to bypass the existing queues of cagers and once I turned in my ticket at a second tollboth; was able to park near the ferry.
I chatted with some fellow riders who were there already, and soon it was about ten of us waiting for the signal to board the ferry. I was the second motorcycle on board but because of the vehicle width, was guided to the front of the second vehicle lane from the right on the main deck. Sweet.
The two-wheeled motorcycles were in the rightmost lane as you can see.
Easy on ramp for motorcycles on this ferry
Both ends of the ferry are identical it seems, what was the stern when
we first boarded, would become the bow when we left the dock.
Here's our ferry's "sister ship" inbound from Kingston, WA
as we headed to the dock she'd just left
The trip across the sound was uneventful, a bit windy but not cold. The ferry was not really very full and there was room left open in the car decks as well.
I got off first at Kingston and proceeded on through the town and followed the below route, which had been outlined to me by Glenn of GlennandSun, folks who've been following my Alaska ride and whom I was going to meet for lunch near Bremerton, WA.
I spotted the Dennys Restaurant that was to be used as the rendezvous point and there were Glenn and Sun as expected:
Glenn and Sun and their Forest Fog GearUP
Glenn is a retired US Army E-8, he'd made the E-9 list but decided it was time to retire and do other things shortly after Operation Desert Storm. He was an infantryman who among his varied assignments, shared with me having served in the two of the same units! He was, at different times of course, both in the 82nd Airborne and the 1st Armored Division; as was I. Small world huh?
Sun, his wife of eleven years, is an electronics whiz and with her brother they run an electrical controls company. Glenn's second career is as a Journeyman Mechanic/Welder in the Bremerton Naval Shipyard and I believe he works to cut up decommissioned ships for the Navy. Glenn, please let me know if I got the details right, OK?
Glenn and Sun then guided me with their rig to a spot near the naval yard where I could pose Valencia for shots of the decommissioned aircraft carriers that are in the process of being converted into razor blades and such.
Looking in rather sad shape, the decommissioned USS Independence (CV 62)
Behind Valencia, the decommissioned USS Kittyhawk CV 63 on the left
and again the USS Independence on the right. I spent many a day on the
Kittyhawk as a civilian, helping to install computers in their brand new
fiber optic network.
As we had been too close in the first two shots of the carriers to get their
full length, Glenn guided me to the above spot for a better view.
Glenn and Sun then guided me onto the other side of the water you see above, to try and get a different angle on the carriers and perhaps see if we could get a picture of the decommissioned 688 Class submarines that are also being cut up for scrap.
It turned out we were too far away for a good shot of the submarines, even at 20x zoom on my camera. But here's a panoramic shot of the carriers:
Left to Right:
Independence, Kittyhawk, unknown cruiser, unknown carrier, USS Stennis and
USS George H. W. Bush CVN 77
Navy pictures done with, we cruised along to the small town of Allyn where "Big Bubba's Burgers" is located for a late lunch and enjoyable conversation.
Cute mod on the state's road sign logo
We had us some great tasting veggie burgers and beer bartered onion rings as we talked about URALs, past military experiences and got to know each other a little bit. Soon though, it was time to part ways, they heading back north towards Bremerton and I heading south towards Westport to check out sights mentioned by Glenn. Great meeting you both!
Westport is a small town on the water, its where Gleen and Sun have some property and they recommended checking it out for the sight of boats and a lighthouse. I didn't find the lighthouse, but I really didn't spend a lot of time looking for it either.
Interesting observation tower at the end of the Westport Marina
I left Westport behind and followed the below route towards Long Beach. I'd been told one could ride one's vehicle on the beaches in Washington, as they're considered part of the state's road system. Cool, I thought.
Once I got to Long Beach, I found camping space for the night at the Driftwood RV Park, power and wifi along with soft grass campsite for $20, pretty nice.
Before I set up camp though, I moseyed over to the beach access road in the downtown area and went onto the sand. Here's some shots I took before I tried to get closer to the water:
Nice sunset colors eh?
I watched a couple of trucks and SUVs go by, seemingly having no issues with the soft looking sand closer to the water. So, in a fit of "why not", I decided to try the same path they took with Valencia.
Valencia's narrow tires, though shod with fresh knobby tires, quickly became diggers into the soft sand and soon she was up to her belly in sand! Heck, her left muffler was buried under the sand! Crap.
Tried for a few to get her out on my own, shoveled sand around for a bit but then a couple and some other men showed up and offered to help push. The tide was coming in too, which was adding to the urgency of getting Valencia unstuck.
Sorry, no pics of Valencia stuck in the sand, just the hole she
left behind once she was pushed out by the good Samaritans that
came along in the nick of time.
Note, I tried 2WD, it just made Valencia basically unsteerable and didn't get her unstuck at all. I smoked the clutch a bit in all this as well but eventually we got her unstuck and onto firmer sand. I thanked them all and got off the beach soon afterwards. That was enough playing in the sand for the day!
Quite the claim being made, it's like 35 miles of continuous beach....
I got back on main street, got some dinner at the local Chinese restaurant and went back to the Driftwood RV Park to setup up camp and then eat dinner while working on this posting. Quite the day, Valencia ran great by the way. I met new friends, tried my luck at beach sand and found the narrow wheels are useless on sand, received the aid of good Samaritans and lived to tell the tale.