So, all criminal actions contained,
we finally got docked at the Fauntleroy Ferry dock, and we, the “ferry bike gang”, off-loaded together, and I headed north toward Alki Point, the beach run, and over to the Seattle Waterfront.
As many times as I’ve ridden this section on a bike, it’s still easily in the top ten favorite urban rides, sore lever-pulling wrists be damned.
As if just to confirm we were without a doubt in Seattle, as the “gang” passed Lincoln Park, out of the corner of my eye I caught that the entire parking lot was full of naked men on bicycles (yup, full frontals), most with various large tattoos (temporary, I think) on their asses, and other parts. This town is always a laugh a minute…
I waved farewell to the “gang” and split off to do Beach Dr. SW northward out to the Alki Point.
One of my favorite places, this is W-wrd from the south shore of the Point, across Puget Sound with the Olympic Mountains in the distance. (No! Not in Greece
). Many times I’ll pull off and just sit here for a good long while to let the re-creation soak in:
NE-wrd along the Alki Beach run – lots of activity, bikes of all sorts dragin’ the drag, summer clothing
, and such. The palm trees a for real. For some quirky reason temps along the south side of Elliott Bay are much warmer than the other relatively cool shores of the Sound:
On the Waterfront  
. With a bike and some creative parking skills, you can always park right close to the front of Ivars (near impossible by car):
Commemoration to Ivar Haglund . 
Original “Acres Of Clams”, with a street side fish bar, and nice inside restaurant. Both outside and inside overlook the marine fire dept. and Seattle’s main ferry dock. Lots of activity and points of interest:
After this, it was my “secret” dash route out of the urban traffic jams, and back through (literally) the fluffy clouds on Chinook Pass to The Valleys and home.
2 days of riding and enjoying the many faces of Washington. It felt more like a week, what a bargain!