Beth and I spent the weekend in the Methow Valley. We got a hotel room in Winthrop, lost count of the cyclists riding over Washington Pass on the drive out, and I got to do a ride over Loup Loup Pass and down Beaver Creek. The way up was lovely, the road climbs out of the scablands into a burn zone and finally reaches a ponderosa forest. The way down was scenic but badly washboarded and it kind of sucked.