I am a very firm believer sometimes you have to play tourist where you live. When we lived in the Seattle area, Michelle and I did this by Riding the Duck, going to Mt Rainier, and taking Abby to the troll in Fremont.
So 6 months, damn almost 7 now, we moved to the Oregon Coast. In that time I have come to think of myself and as beach walking, wine drinking, coast cycling neighborhood walking nature spotting whale watching member of the Beaver State. (hehhehheh he said Beaver!)
But I was still sporting the Washington State Driver’s license. With the midterm elections coming up next month, we needed to register to vote. Here in Oregon, that means you get an Oregon License.
Many of my posts begin with the fact that I am learning new stuff about where we now live all the time. This one is no exception. This time it’s about the weather.
Michelle and I have a running joke that the weatherman and weather apps flat have no idea what our weather is going to do. We look outside on a day its supposed to rain, and its sun. A day that is supposed to be calmand the trees are bending over. We just look at each other and laugh and say, “They don’t know!”
Since the birth of the Mountainstroh Blog 4 years (wow 4!) ago, I have posted during every vacation. I do it because it is fun, and it helps me remember the fun stuff that happens, and lets me share my fun with people stuck at work.
Not everything that happens though makes it into a post. Sometimes I forget. Sometimes something cooler happened, and sometimes I just think I will add it later.
In the last post, I mentioned how boring the run from Florence to Coos Bay was. There just wasn’t a lot of excitement, or picture worthy opportunities along the way. Coos Bay is just honestly kind of a run down logging town, and even the freshness of a morning sunrise just can’t make it pretty,
AS I mentioned in the last post, getting to Port Orford was a struggle. The weather gods threw everything they had at us, those headwinds will be remembered for a long time! After the double cheeseburger, it was back to the room and to bed!
This was one of days I was most concerned about with my buddy Rob. It had 2 decent climbs, one to get into Lincoln City, and then one just before Newport. After day one, he was already a much better climber, but this was going to be a challenge for him. The challenge would have to wait though, until after breakfast! Continue reading “Oregon Coast Day 3: Pacific City to Newport”→
Last week, while on the coast, I decided I really wanted to read something about Oregon, specifically the coast, while I was there. I guess I figured I was embracing the vacation completely, and wanted it to be in all aspects, even my reading.
I stumbled on this on Amazon, and it was perfect! It’s a travel journal for his trip from Portland to San Francisco, on a recombinant trike. I have cycled the Oregon Coast, and I want to do the CA coast to San Francisco. This book seemed like a winner to help me relive one trip and prep for the next!