Day 6 to Ontario, OR

Don’t worry, the guys will not be traveling on I84.  They will but, just for a bit and, it’s very wide.  They will mostly travel on old RT 30 which parallels I84.  The OR drivers are very respectful; they slow and give bicycles wide berth as they pass.  Yesterday I heard a radio announcement reminding OR’s that there are more bike riders on the road and to look before they open their car doors.

Another day of punctures.  This is the dreaded goat weed lying in wait to put millions of thorns into your tires.  Harv went to check out a rusted-out car and both of his tires got bombed with thorns.

Nasty Stuff

Ontario, OR is not that great.  But we had a good time visiting the Oregon Trail Interpretive Center.  Then we met the guys for lunch.

Rajeev contributed this poem in response Harv's pictures from the last few days.

"The hills are shadows, and they flow
From form to form, and nothing stands;
They melt like mist, the solid lands,
Like clouds they shape themselves and go."
Tennyson