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Once the four of us finished our meals, we realized we had been left behind as the caravan had already departed for Lynden. I���m not sure if we missed the announcement, or if the veterans were ���initiating��� us into the fraternity, but a little more structure for us new to the club would have been appreciated. All in all, a minor bump in the road (pun intended). Lynden was followed by Chrysalis Inn in Bellingham. My wife and I took this opportunity to have dinner with old friends nearby. Next time you���re in Bellingham, you must try D���Anna���s Caf�� Italian. Once again, very good Italian with homemade pasta and bread. (Yes, we do like Italian.) The following day everyone was on their own. We decided to take Chuckanut Drive from Bellingham to Burlington, then I-5 South for the rest of the way home. We realized we���d returned to the real world once we hit bumper-to-bumper traffic in Everett. Sitting in a convertible, with the heat pressing down, having to clutch all the time as you creep along was the antithesis of our Mt. Baker experience, but a necessary evil when returning to life in a metropolis and away from the majestic beauty of Mt. Baker. As a sidebar, Vickie and I also went on the previous tour through the Olympic Peninsula, which was an equally enjoyable experience. Doug Fillbach plotted a great route with impeccable directions. Once again, great weather, great scenery, and Porsche-beckoning roads. www.pnwr.org October 2011 19