Lost Arto and Ky somewhere. They then took a wrong turn behind me and I decided to go to my brother's house in Seattle. The last stretch of Canada was very beautiful.
Cross the border for the last time; so far this trip has been US, to Canada, back to US into Alaska, back to Canada, back to US to catch ferry, off ferry into Canada, back to US.
A hundred miles short of Seattle I had to decide whether to listen to music on my phone knowing the battery would die or be smart and ride in silence. I chose to listen to music. The phone died some where and I rode into downtown Seattle in the rain with no idea where to go. All the Starbucks's were closed, mcDonalds was phone charging proof. It was kind of a nightmare, I walked around in the rain looking for a stray outlet. Found one finally at a Westin Hotel's parking garage. Got a little bit of charge, rode in the dark in the pouring rain a few more miles and was there.