A beautiful ride on a beautiful late afternoon. I think I counted 38 million bikes. Well, would you believe a whole bunch. But I think I had the only mountain bike. When I get rich I will buy a street bike. There were runners, walkers, dog walkers, baby strollers, bikes and bikes and bikes. Besides the beautiful houses, cedar lined streets, waterfront sections and small parks the route passes through the rear of the Mariners Museum which is a beautiful part. Beyond that the road becomes rolling but only a few feet.