I am a very firm believer sometimes you have to play tourist where you live. When we lived in the Seattle area, Michelle and I did this by Riding the Duck, going to Mt Rainier, and taking Abby to the troll in Fremont.
One week ago, from the time I am starting this post, Rob and I were almost 3 hours south of Centralia, and starting to cuss the rolling hills. As hard as a 200 miles ride is, the prep is just as tough. There are hours upon hours of training rides and being away from home. That means one weekend day is taken up with a ride and the other ends up being errand day. It aint easy on a cycling spouse to have someone gone that much.
Given that, the big training rides are over! Therefore we decided today would be a fun day to do something together we had never done.