Destination Tully's

So yesterday I wrote of our great adventure in West Seattle and our destination being Starbucks. Well there's another sheriff in town...Tully's.

But before I get to that a few shout outs to my recent benefactors.

The Washburn Family - Jule's you're one of my longest, dearest friends. Thank you for the donation.

Patron Saint - You KICK ASS. Thank you for your donation. I feel so blessed to have "met" you, even though we've never met.

Solje - You girlfriend KICK Cougar ASS. We go way WAY back. Whodathunk during our days in college, we'd be here?

VikingGirl was responsible for today's walk. She lives on a local trail and thought it would be worth a trip to walk from her house to downtown Woodinville to Tully's and back. Round trip 6 miles. Less than we wanted to walk today, but there was a hitch. There was a hill or two, or three or four. Oh and the major hill was at the beginning again, which is good. (incidentally you see how beautiful it is here in Seattle today? Gorgeous day - a perfect day for a walk.)

The second hitch was that VikingGirl hadn't walked much past a certain point on the trail and so wasn't sure what lie ahead. We started out, and hit the hill walking. VikingGirl was my murderer on this trail. The hill was massive ...MASSIVE! But we made it to the top. Ah a plateau. But then we realized that we were walking down a hill then hitting a plateau, then down again. Suddenly it hit me that the walk home would be ALL up hill. But we walked on. Then, then we saw it. A hill. A hill that to my estimate was approximate a 30% downgrade. To be more specific, we couldn't see the bottom of the hill until we were at the top looking down.

We started down. As we walked down, we were thinking of a plan to get up the hill. How could we even consider it? We'd be out of energy by the middle, if that.

At the bottom, we zigged and we zagged and walked out off the trail into Tully's. For those not of the NW, Tully's is another coffee chain that you find on corners you don't find a Starbucks.

We got our "energy" and decided then and there that we'd call VikingGirl's nanny to come "save" us. But before that we'd might as well walk another mile or two on the Sammamish River Trail.

Next week we are aiming for 9 miles. My goal is 10 miles by the end of the month. Missing a weekend of walking puts me slightly behind. But I'm sure we can do we can do it.