Yesterday, I mentioned to Alan that my throat felt a little scratchy, and he commented that he felt the same. We both woke up this morning feeling under the weather, stuffy heads and sore throats. Needless to say neither of us had the most restful of nights in the tent, so we decided to do a short ride to Aberdeen, and stay the night indoors in a motel there. Camping under the trees at Lake Sylvia resulted in a very heavy dew overnight, and it took a while for the sun to penetrate the trees and shine on our tent to dry it. We didn’t leave the campground until noon, a very late start, even for the two of us!
The ride to Aberdeen was fairly uneventful, and we stopped at Subway for lunch before finding our way to the Olympic Inn. Aberdeen is a sad town; it was probably much more bustling when the lumber mills were prolific. Now its claim to fame is as the birthplace of Kurt Cobain. We did laundry, ordered a pizza for dinner and will try to get a good night’s sleep for more riding tomorrow.