...everywhere a tulip tulip.
That what we did on Saturday (delayed post, I know). We drove down to La Conner (in AMERICA as C's hubby would say, LOL!) with our bikes in the back of the car for a day of adventure. Besides a 90 minute wait at the border and traffic problems through Bellingham (which we knew about by seeing it on the news before we left, go figure), we made it to La Conner via the back route old highways along the coast. Trevor was so directionally confused at one point, he looked out at a large body of water across the street we were on and said 'there's some sort of big lake there!'. *ahem* It was the OCEAN. But no worries, since I am a superior navigator (thanks to our gps TomTom) we were never lost, and got to see some interesting little towns and were witness to the 'biker code' of acknowledging each other (although those little pocket rocket bikers don't count). They wave at each other ALL THE TIME. Little nods, waves, flicks of the wrist, but they all do it.
Once we arrived in La Conner we didn't hang around the town (although Trevor wanted to start biking from the high school there -- I won that battle as it was going to be a boring ride anyways, the tulip fields weren't close). We drove out to some free (and crazy) parking at an area called Roozengarde. The crazy parking came from the bumpy soil we had to drive through to get a spot, it was so up and down (almost like driving a clown car) that I laughed so hard I had tears.
We set up our bikes (which was such a smart thing to bring, we got around way faster than people in cars) and peddled out to the big field. Here's the photos of what we got to see:

Tulips.

More tulips.

More tulips again.

Daffodils, the odd ones out.