Hurricane in the Northwest?

Yesterday, started out beautifully. Bits of rain intermersed with sunshine and a beautiful ride through the mud flats. Then, Hurricane Ike decided to arrive. Hours of pouring rain, gale-force headwinds (we were down to first gear going through a flat section), and my second broken spoke led to a rather glum final 30km. The Cafe in Ilwaco was like an oasis in the desert (actually, the desert would have been rather nice at that time). We checked into the motel across the street and began the process of drying out all our belongings, rotating their time over the heater. It took me ten minutes to figure out that the hot/cold knobs in the shower were reversed and that the motel did in fact have hot water....but it was glorious when it arrived.

Today, looks much better. The winds have died down and the rain has temporarily abated and he have several museums to visit. Tomorrow, we'll head into Oregon.