18 miles / 5277 total
When I got into Friday Harbor, I was checking my map when someone tapped me on the shoulder, turns out it was the guy I camped with in Springfield, Kentucky. He remembered me because I had a pizza strapped to the back of my bike! He'd gone a different route, cutting up to the northern tier and was also still bike touring!
I stopped in at English Camp on my way round the north of the island, the only place they officially fly a union jack.
Campground was full of hiker bikers, loads were touring with kids too. One guy had a son attached on a tow along bike with his smaller daughter being towed in a buggy! Ouch, that's gotta be heavy, and I can't imagine the young son was contributing much!