After a stormy night at Forks, I began my ride to Kalaloch Campground. The clothes dry after a spin in the laundry felt good and smelt fresh. The day was sunny and warm and it felt good to feel the sun on my back. On the way, I took a detour to spend an hour at Ruby beach. It was very scenic. I descended from the road above to the beach below which was laden with rocks and logs of wood washed ashore. After relazing and enjoying the sun and the cool breeze from the Pacific I made my way to Kalaloch. A few kilometers before it lies a 1000 year old cedar tree one of the oldest and tallest in the world. A year before it had been struck my lighting so some of it had come crashing to the ground. Nonetheless it was magnificent. The roads along the coast had a lot of windswept trees which gave me a very good idea about fierce the winds could really get!
At 5 pm I reached Kalaloch by which it was raining again but intermittently. I found a flat and non muddy campsite with great difficulty. Many were taken by car campers and RVs. In any case there are always limited ones for cyclists because they cost a lot less. I could not afford a 24 USD campsite. I spent 3 days at Kalaloch as I was caught in the middle of a heavy rainstorm. I discovered that I had begun to cycle the northern west coast right in the middle of the northwest Pacific monsoon !
It was cold and wet and my campsite did not have good drainage so it would get filled with pools of water, forcing me to change sites more than once. The heavy rain did not allow me to cook outside so I used the toilet sheds as a cooking shelter. It was 3 days of misery as everything was damp and wet.