
Role Call:
- Andre
- Alex
- Lee
- Kalen
- Clair
- Rogelio
- Jeni
- Monica
- Ryan
- Caroline
- Derrick
- Remington
- Me
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Andre’s Photo Gallery
Park and ride at 65th and Ravenna. Rolled out around 9:45 for Darrington. Monica had a fractured hand and couldn’t ride, so Rogelio carried her on the back of his Xtracycle and I carried her gear on my bike in one of her panniers. Derrick showed up with a fresh bottle of Boones Farm. We were a problem.
This was a REALLY short ride. Last year we rode in from Darrington making this a nice and easy 30 miler. This year there was a lot of sick and busted people so we drove until the road was closed, a mere 8.5 miles away from the camp site. At that distance, you can get pretty stupid about what you bring. We didn't cut a lot of corners heh. Borderline car camping.
Remington testing out the loaded Karate Monkey. Tellin you, this bike is 30 kinds of badass. My camping gear is in the red pannier, Monicas is in the black. I carried a small daypack too, but the only thing in it was a light weight griddle, some tent poles, and the booze.

Picture by Andre - look mom, I'm on a bike.
We dropped bags at Downey Creek campsite and then Alex and I went further up the trail to Sulphur Creek to check out the site up there. There was a lot of downfall between Downey Creek and Sulphur Creek. All in all Sulphur Creek Campground wasn't bad, but there were already people in it so we stuck with what we had. The Lean-to and firepit make Downey Creek a damn fine place to camp.
Derrick fishing with Boones Farm. The color blue continued to get lighter and lighter as Derrick would load and reload the bottle with straight Monarch Vodka. Christ.
We kept throwing logs in and then tried to sink them with rocks. Rogelios pants had a catastrophic blowout and he was left in his pinstriped undies. And a sarong.
This is the last picture I took that day. Andre doing something to that bottle of grapefruit juice. Apparently I passed out shortly afterwards. There’s more to that story but it’s all I’m reporting on my own blog. Self incrimination and whatnot. I will say I missed the apple rhubarb cobbler.
Andre brought makings for ice cream sundaes, fortunately there were leftovers because I had them for breakfast.
Downey Creek - I went down and filtered water under the bridge. Boy that creek is deep and moving fast.
Weather held till then end, then rained on us on the way home. Very pretty. Fog on the Suiattle River.
Good times all around. If we were to make it back up there sometime this summer, I wouldn’t be put off by it too much.
Onward.










FUCK, that looked like fun.
It seriously fucking was.