Oregon. That’s state #42 lifetime!
Drove up from California, and immediately saw gas prices drop 25 cents a gallon. It might even be fun to go for a tank of gas again. Although when I filled up in Crescent City, I actually got full service. Attendant pumped the gas, cleaned the windows and checked the oil. Second time I had gotten full service on this trip and third time I got analog pumps. I thought those days had been long gone by.
The coast drive up US-101 is just phenomenal. Every bend in the road (and there are a lot of them), brings a new vista, another turnout to stop for the view, and parks to stroll the redwoods, the forests or the beaches. So far, I have managed to find three lighthouses. Going back tomorrow for photos of the third one as I was on my bike earlier and did not drag along the camera.
Nice ride too by the way. About ten miles altogether. Good to stretch the legs out a bit after riding around in the Durango most of the day. My little Giant bicycle was happy to be cranking along too. After all the service issues of late, there is a slight bump in my new back tire, but maybe we can wear that down with a few more miles. I do need to oiler her up a bit after spending a week hanging off the back of the trailer on the bluff overlooking the ocean and catching all of that spray.
An interesting feature of the coast lands especially in Oregon as that there are Tsunami warning signs whenever you get down to the lower elevations. Which if of course typically where the towns are as they are all harbors. I have been through Tornadoes, Hurricanes, and even mild Earthquakes. Can’t say that I have seen a Tsunami yet. Maybe that is not something I want to mark off as been there, done that, don’t need another t-shirt.
Cape Blanco Lighthouse, View from the Cape and a self-portrait. (how about that outfit, eh?!?)