It Takes Two

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Mericans are fat.  I am not talking about 'could lose a few pounds' or 'a bit overweight'.  I'm not even talking about porky.  I mean properly 'crane to move them into an ambulance' fat.

Seattle is a town with its fair share of social problems and colossally fat people feature heavily (pun intended).  

Nevertheless, in the photos you can see Dom modelling the elevator (that means lift for anyone who has never been to Merica or watched TV) to demonstrate its capacious nature, and a sign advising that the limit is 2 people.  You have to have seen some of the people to understand the wisdom of this limit.

As we rounded up the punters we ran through our usual start of trip checklist:

Customer who hasn't built their bike properly - CHECK
Customer whose bike isn't mechanically up to the trip - CHECK
Overweight bags - CHECK, CHECK
Customers who said they would bring their bike in a  fold-flat cardboard box but actually used a sodding great bike carier - thrice CHECK

So everything is good, we have all the ingredients for a standard trip.  

Today was a worry.....we had to fit all the expected luggage plus all the unexpected extras in the van.  We had to get all the punters successfully to a ferry that absolutely wouldn't wait for us.  And we had to get everyone over 63 hilly miles to Shelton, WA.  

Mission accomplished.  We are now busy rehydrating before heading out to shop for breakfast supplies.  Many motels do not offer breakfast so we must serve it out of our bedrooms.   This is easily the worst aspect of trips in Merica.

Tomorrow we head to the west coast proper to join the specific Coast Highway.



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