For my first night in a Blue State I stopped in Vale Oregon, at a little RV park that for $35.00 has electric and water it was a good deal. The office stunk of cat pee. The lady running the place had a small human female that talked in a very high squeaky voice, and the kid was filthy I had to take precaution’s so it didn’t touch me. The child didn’t know what country Mount Rushmore was in nor did her mother. I think they both had purple hair, and neither knew anything about the potential of the near-by Malheur River flooding.
Since I have been getting better at walking around, I took a little meander around a couple of blocks before returning back to the van. Almost to the van I found a onion in the road.
I wondered how it got there but soon a semi drove by with an entire trailer loaded with onions. It drove by a couple of more times, before calling it a day. The onion was still in pretty good condition, and I thought about keeping it, but then I just set it on the sidewalk. Encountering a onion in the road made me remember that a couple of years back, near Davis California, I came around a corner on the motor bike and found almost the entire roadway covered in squished tomatoes. I think I would rather ride through onions.
Heading west in the morning the River did flood some fields
and blocked a side road. There must have been 20 pickups and workers putting
flairs and cones on the road and it
looked like they were digging out a culvert.
From Vale it was on
to Burns , and the highest priced gasoline of the trip $4.09 for 87 . At least
they pump it for you, and they had squeegee with a long handle so I could reach
the bugs on my windscreen.
The road is pretty monotonous, to Bend, and by Brothers I was ready to take a nap. Instead, I
pulled out my espresso maker and brewed up a couple of shots.
I have to find something to tamp the coffee into the filter, and I think I can get even more crema.
Big downside to this gadget is its all-stainless steel, and
if you grab that cup when you need to you will be searing your fingers and building
up callous on your fingers like I am.
The sage covered high desert between Burns and Bend wasn’t
as fragrant or hot as the last time I rode
it in summer, but the same ominous clouds lurked in the distance, and before
long those clouds unleashed not really snow, and not really rain but a bit of
both.
The temperature dropped for a while to 28 degrees but the
snow rain still didn’t stick to the road. It did stick to the windscreen.
I spent large $75.00 for full hookups at a “Sun Outdoors” Park.
I had stayed in one of their parks near Portland and it was worth the price, as
they had a indoor hot tub and pool. Surprisingly this park didn’t have a pool
but did have a hot tub and a steam room, and that steam sure did feel great,
and I had it all to myself.
Crossing the Cascades west bound I encountered the last snow
that I will see for days. In fact, it looks like it snowed here just last night
or earlier today.
Last time through here I wanted to stop at the Metolious River and didn’t but this time I did and even walked the mile down to where the river bubbles out of the rocks. The river is unique that it only flows for 28 miles, before it meets Lake Billy Chinook. The walk was great, only two patches of ice, and I think it is important to show the new left hip places where the right hip has been.
I’m on a quest to find a electric hot plate to replace my
Jet Boil that was forcibly removed without my permission. I’m at the Fred Meyer
in Eugene where I notice that sound I heard the other day, the one that sounded
like a rock hitting my windscreen was in fact a rock hitting my windscreen and
now I have a nice chip.
I call Novus window repair, the same people I have used at home, and after some telephone tag Bill & and his wife AhChin show up and preceded to fix the chip right here in the car park. We had a great time talking to one another, and I got to see how they fix windshields.
The store didn’t have a hot plate so its west to the coast, and a Ace hardware.
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