The high desert route was my chillier but rain free option for heading north. A 20mph WSW wind helped propell me along earning 120-150mpg to the surprise of Oregon-mandated fuel attendants. Not many stops and therefore not many pictures but trust that the expansive lodgepole and ponderosa pine forests were quite enjoyable. With 65mph trafffic on Hwy 97, I was thankful to Yvette for my construction safety vest which helps visibility. I did lose my flag somewhere in California, rather I inadvertantly returned it to The Road.
Despite miles of NF camping, many trails remained snowed in or a mucky bog so I headed to the Cy Bingham City Park which had picnic tables, water and fire pits. Kindling a cookfire, I set to making coffee amd enjoyed the sunshine and rainshowers that proceedes ever easterly. At dusk, snow began a tinny picking at the rain fly and I rested easy once the adjacent RV finally shut down the generator.
Every time I cross this imaginary line I stop for a snapshot. Oregon, Minnesota, Montana, Maine.
Arriving at the Columbia River Gorge, I was struck by the unique geology of the eroded hillsides and the attractive grassy hillsides blooming with wildflowers and new vineyard growth.
Rain was on thr horizon so I set up camp at Avery Park along the river's edge and watched the barges pass on the slate colored water. The only downside is this site is along the railroad tracks so the overnight whistle blows give ample opportunity to fluff the pillow or pick another side to lay on. This segment of the trip is nearing a close as I stop in Portland tonight to visit Brian, Lindsey and Bodie before completing the final stretch to Bay Center. I've got a tire to change, belt, and a few odds and ends before tackling the northern roads once more.
In May 2014 I quit my job to ride a Honda Ruckus over 55'000 mi and counting. Wild camping most nights and cooking most of my own meals, I keep the costs low and the landscape changing.