The weather was beginning to hold up and I was happy that I could be in the sun again. The rain and accompanying cold had chilled my bones and my joints ached. Sometimes I would take a painkiller to just deal with it. The ride to Hoquiam a small port city by the west coast was lovely but quite tough. My body was weakened by days of limited diet and not enough nutrition and I was beginning to find it tough to deal with some of the climbs. I needed more protein and carbs in my diet so I made a note to buy more dried meat, cheese and nuts and seeds from Hoquiam. I stayed at a small motel owned by a second generation Indian who’s family had migrated from Fiji. His name was Vijay and I talked to him for a while. The stay at the town was uneventful. I washed, cleaned and dried my gear.
WILLABY TO HOQUIAM 62 KMS 10.10.2016