This morning’s sunrise from the Logan bed and breakfast’s balcony.
And my traditional shot of my rental convertible Mitsubishi Eclipse parked in front. Hi, Grandma! :-)
Community is where you make it
Yesterday, we made an unplanned road trip to Dixie, Wash. to visit family.
Although the trip was supposed to take nearly fourteen hours, we made a few stops along the way. There were random vista points, a photo op with a sign in front of Taco Bell in Weed, CA, a couple of work zones on Highway 97, and a fun restroom stop in Dorris, CA where we discovered what, when erected, was the largest flagpole in the United States. We also stopped at Sunriver (where we recently vacationed) to enjoy milkshakes from Goody’s and pizza from Blondie’s. Mmm… :-)
Fifteen hours later, we de-carred. Even though the scenery was beautiful, I wouldn’t want to make that drive every day.
At one vista point on Highway 97, I met an older gentleman riding a bike to Chico on his way to Southern California. From there, he was headed the southern route to Kentucky. Last year, he’d biked 3,000 miles. This year, he’s already biked 2,000.