Bainbridge Island: Chillin in the Pacific Northwest

Day 60

Turns out I was a day off pertaining to us being on the road. My bad. I typically am pretty happy with just knowing what day it is in general. Everything is starting to blend together. No alarm clock, no schedule, no reason to move on really starts to change the structure of your life. The last couple of days were spent out on Bainbridge Island just west of Seattle. Things are slower paced out here than the city and that's just the way we like it. But alas our time is up at the RV park and we must move on. We've been burning up our lodging budget around here. Parking on the side of the road just isn't going to happen in the Seattle metropolis. We did spend one night outside Mt. Rainier and another at a Walmart parking lot since being in Washington. The plan is to roll north today and find a free place to crash. Time to get back to doing what we do best. That means having no plan or any idea what the hell is going on.

Taking the afternoon off at old man park

The day prior at fay bainbridge park, looking at mount rainier

SPOTTED: 63' split window vette roaming the streets. Better to drive and enjoy than let it sit in the garage.