July 27, 2016
EVENTS OF THE DAY: easy wake up / Depoe Bay / restaurant – what a find! / Ooops! Lost / Oops – Ooops lost again! / Ooops X 3, you guessed it… Lost again / calling Harvey / finally there / pizza! / the garage / out like a light
Yesterday we stayed at a motel where Chris and Wobble had stayed some years before. It was okay, if sleeping right on the Main Street is okay. We were up at dawn in keeping with the newly developed habit for Chris.
Yes, hit the road right away, looking for a place to get some coffee at this time of day, translate that into McDonalds, which opens by six am everyday, everywhere. Thank you McDonalds!
We headed south on our way to Depoe Bay, “I want to show you this place Alberto, it is something else”.
About an hour south there was “the smallest Bay in the world” – as they call themselves (some places have an overinflated view of their place in the world). I’ll admit.
A very quaint community, at the end of which, to continue south you have to cross a a mini “Bixby Bridge” as the one in Big Sur Califormia.
Depoe Bay, has ha visitor center right on the main Coastal Hwy, a fabulous little facility.
There we met Rachel, a marine biologist working for the state. Her current job is to monitor the Gray Whales the feed in this waters. “There! Look!” She goes, pointing to a half dozen spouts of vapor coming from the recently surfaced whales about 200 yards away from us. She has binoculars and a a video camera trained on them.
It was interesting watching the whales live and s close to shore. “Oh, sure. They are one of the few species of whale that can feed that close to shore where Orca whales that feed on the Gray whales cannot get at them”.
“Holly smokes, That is a lot of sushi!” As I saw Rachel cringe at the word.
She was very dedicated to her craft, and generous with her knowledge spending ten minutes telling us all about Gray Whales.
Okay, enough of the “sushi” and South we headed.
“Hey, Chris, I targeted my GPS and we could be in Roseburg by noon, we are not that far! If we go there efficiently” – “ALberto, we are not interested on any efficient roads”. Interesting reply I said to myself. Chris is leading, so I closed my GPS, and off we went.
Hwy 34. Chris lead us on this fantastic twisty, up-n-down road which had a bonus a restaurant better than Alice’s in the Santa Cruz Mountains.
Deb’s Cafe, runner. Y a woman and her son. You could tell of the care and pride they both had, and the food…. Excuse me, ambrosia, was heavenly.
But as good breaks go, they come to an end. Time to keep going. “We’ll just continue on 34, all the way to Monroe”. Informed me Chris. And so we go. About 15 minutes traveling I notice that we have been heading North and West instead of South and East, but Chris is leading and I kept my mouth shut. After a good while Chris stops, announcing…. That’s it Alberto, something is not right. We are are at a state park with gravel in front of us for road surface”.
Hmmm… “My GPS! Is telling us to take a road that is only a circle with no exit”. Hmmm… “Chris, you mean we are lost?”. – “Not really Alberto, I’ll just Re-target the GPS, and off we go”. And so we did, heading back the last 22 miles we had just done. But not all was a waste. The place. The road. Everything about here was magnificent… I can be used to getting lost if it is always like this.
22 miles back we make a right onto road (I have no idea) which seem just as fun. Pretty little road, kind of bumpy for lack of maintenance, no divider line, forested, lots of sun/shadow riding. Hmmm… And Chris is inspired riding at a good clip. I can barely keep up with my “fearless leader”. Thank goodness, soon enough it ended. I shall christen this road as “the Washing Machine Ride In Oregon”. It was fun, were it not for my being a little scared.
At the end of The Washing Machine Ride In Oregon, we turned to what finally would takes us to Roseburg. One of the benefits (?) of being the leader is that you get blamed for anything that goes wrong, and today was Chris’ day for having Murphy’s Law applied full force on him.
We could see the freeway that will take us to Roseburg, and… Wouldn’t you have it? The ramp labeled Roseburg is closed for repairs… RAMP CLOSED – DETOUR. That’s not so hard, we can see the road 500 yards away. “Chris, ignore the sign and just cross the sign. We can make it to the freeway”. Hmmm… I must admire my leader’s sense of law abiding. We made a U-Turn and headed down a little side road which “seem” to point us toward Roseburg. Yep, you are getting the idea. Our leader is not done with Murphy’s Law and down a road hat after three miles, well, it kind of ended. We made a U-turn back to the RAMP-CLOSED sign, but this time we took their suggested detour. Smart leader I’ve got. He had spotted some kind of stand selling ice cream and such. Ahh, great. We needed the refreshment as it is very hot, and with all our detours and frustration, well, a break was well needed. We may still be lost, but refreshed and lost… That is an improvement. Chris took the time to call Harvey, “Harvey, we are very close to you, but we may still be an hour away” . Harvey was very appreciative for the call.
Now, we were far more efficient at getting to to Harvey, though we did get a mini-lost for a final wrap-up of the day. Hooray Chris, you finally got us here! Okay, okay, who cares if it is after 6:00 pm and we could have been here by noon! Imagine that. But, we had enough adventure to NEVER FORGET that getting lost can be much fun.
At Harvey’s, we had a huge home made pizza, one word, Delicious!
By eight pm I was beat and went to sleep in Harvey’s garage where he had set up air mattresses. Truth? As tired as I was, I could have slept hanging from the branch of a tree! I left Chris with the chore of socializing until who knows when.
We had said our goodbyes before closing the day as we intended to GE up much earlier than them and head to Old Station. Harvey and Marlene are family to Chris and they understood Chris’ desire to get to Old Station.
THIS IS THE LAST POST
Thursday, July 27, 2016
Old STation, California
EVENTS OF THE DAY: weather will be hot, so start early / miles and miles / very efficient riding / whoa! Old Station in front of us. / lawn mowing
We left Harvey’s house before our hosts got up themselves. We had said our goodbyes yesterday evening.
Early and cold. We double layered to start well knowing we would have to layer down later.
From Roseburg to Old Station where CHris has his cabin is about 260 miles. Piece of cake! We enter to get there early pas Chris wants to do some chores, so we went steady all the way. It was easy riding.
We got to Old Station early in the afternoon. Chris set himself to his chores, specifically mowing the lawn and fixing sprinklers.
Done by 4:00 pm we went t JJs for diner, not hungry, but we had eat early wanting to close the also very early. You see tomorrow is expected to be very hot, over 100 degrees and we want to have a very early start to beat the heat.
Food was okay, but going early to bed was even better. I was asleep by 8:00 pm leaving Chris to listen to Hillary Clinton running for president off the US get her nomination for the Democratic Party.
By 4:00 am Chris and I were awake and getting ready to get going. At 4,000 feet elevator it was cold enough, ahh, maybe 50° F, cold enough.
On the motorbike, after 70 miles we stopped at som highway casino, what a pig out! Chris sure can find this places!
The Bay Area is only 290 miles away from Old Station and I have every intention of getting home soon.
We stopped by the Nut Tree and Chris said “we have made it here in record time”. I believe it.
We split each of us going our separate ways at highways 80 and 680, he onward t Pacifica. I headed for the South Bay.
By 11:00 I was home.
This story is now ended.
No need to stay tuned any further.
Thank you for reading all these baloney.
THE ENTIRE TRIP… nice!
mileage: start 29,525 end 46,058
A FEW MORE IMAGES