Wednesday 5/18/2016 We left our camp before most campers were up. Our neighbor next to us, who we shared their fire and long conversation with the night before got up to see us off. It was around 7:30am. We were getting away before the big bicycle race event. We rolled quietly up the steep… Continue reading Day 13
We are Rolling Stones, my guy and I. We are gathering NO moss. Are wheels are turning.
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Sunday, 5/15/2016 I am a little behind on my blogging and after posting a day late yesterday, it’s amazing how things begin to blend together. I told Al – I am having trouble recalling – things are running together and we laughed because he reminded me that most of yesterday was a day we both… Continue reading Day 10
Wilderness Motorcycle chronicles filled to the brim with tails of Happy Trails.
Day 8 Friday, 5/13/2016 We left our camp site around 7:30am to enter into a northern Oregon coastal misty fog in the mid 50s with the moisture making it seem much colder. After driving in it for a few hours we both agreed we needed a hotel for this evening. The coastal views off… Continue reading Day 8 Cross Country Adventures
Thursday, 5/12/2016 We left our camp this morning and had breakfast down the road a ways in the town of Roseburg, OR. Drove through a lot of Lumber-Jack land today. Made a rest stop for sweet treats at a DQ, with not far from our 1st ocean view. We finally arrived into Newport, OR., where… Continue reading Day 7 – Finely the Pacific Coast
Wednesday 5/11/2016 Crater Lake was 1st on our agenda. The ride getting there; a two lane with very tall Pines hovering over both sides of the road. And then as we gained altitude there were 15 foot walls of snow on each side. On top of Crater lake the ranger information/visitor/rest area and gift shop… Continue reading Day 6 – Oregon Happy Trails
Saturday, 5/7/2016 2nd day We left Guyman, OK. hoping to leave the flat prairie lands and constant winds behind making our way on into Colorado, but nope, we battled cross winds more than half the day. Very strong cross winds. At one point I watched Al’s bike in front of me move several feet… Continue reading Day 2 – Guymon, OK to Montrose, CO