It's not the destination, it's the journey

This is what I'm looking at right now...

(the image is a little bright, but it's about ten o'clock, that's the moon, and in case you don't know, if you click on the images they will open full-size)

Today was a very good day. Slept in a bit,gathered a bunch of stuff, loaded my car, including my bike (with the hopes that I would convince myself to ride, it's been a while...), took a shower and wandered down to the cafe for breakfast. Waiting for food I ran into Anne and Claire (houskeeping staff) looking for a ride into town (Eastsound), which was where I was going. On the way we picked up a neighbor, Tyler (lives in a yurt), hitchiking to the ferry for a weekend in Seattle. Anne, Claire and I went about our separate errands in town and met back at the car so I could drive them to their primary job. I spent my time at the bank and...

-OH YEAH!!!!!!!!!!! I'M ONLINE!!!!!! I'm sitting at the water's edge writing this stuff to you while connected! (It's been a bit of a splurge day. On Saturday I went to the Orcas Online store and checked out a wi-fi antenna/booster, they let me BORROW it for the weekend, no I.D., no deposit, amazing! Anyway, had trouble setting it up, so I went back today so the mac expert could help me (he wasn't there on Saturday), he got it set up in no time and it works! So I can at least wander down to the water's edge and send emails and stuff, not sure yet how far I can go...)-

....and at Orcas Online and when they weren't back at the car when I was done I left them a note to meet me at Kathryn Taylor Chocolates (where my co-intern, Nathan, works part-time) and I'd treat them to a latte. They didn't show up so I had a champagne bonbon and headed back to the car. Found the girls and dropped them off. Then, after sending a bunch of texts and making a few phone calls, I played tourist. Drove to the top of Mt. Constitution and took some pictures...

(Burien is about the middle of the horizon in the first pic, and that's Mt. Baker in the second)


After that I wandered slowly down the hill, stopping at Mountain Lake and a few viewpoints, eventually arriving at the bottom. There I convinced myself that it was time to get back on the saddle. It was a beautiful day and I had nowhere to be, so damnit, Lance, ride your bike!